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I've sort of been putting off this post because I just really don't even want to deal with it anymore. But here goes. For posterity or something.

So, Jack hated being a teacher. He liked the kids, but the politics were insane. It was driving him nuts. He went on medical leave. With less money coming in, we couldn't afford to stay in our apartment. So, we had to make a decision and we made it too fast.

We went down to Orlando, FL because his mother said she could help. To make a long story very short, the last time we did anything with his mother I ended up standing in front of the Figment ride in Epcot Center crying while Jack and his mom hissed venom at each other in Spanish. So, the first thing I say when this whole Florida thing comes up is "I don't want to stay with your mother." Which was short for, "I'd rather eat my own intestines out of my stomach than stay with your mother."

But it was supposed to be okay. Because she owns some property. A house. She'll rent it to us. Its ready to move into. No worries. We find out, upon arriving, that the house is actually not ready at all. We can't move in for two more weeks. And she actually plans to charge us TWICE the rent we were paying in New York. With no choice, we stay with her.

To make another long story short, I'm too American. And it turns out I'm not a fan of very authentic Columbian food. Especially not when people try to feed me fucking cow tongues for breakfast. I eat many parts of the cow-- but only the parts called "beef". If it has another name, I don't want it. And she doesn't like it when people turn down her food and go to get a cheeseburger.

Another series of manipulations and half-truths, I'm crying again, Jack's spitting venom at her. She finally says she has an apartment in Miami. She'll let us stay there for three months rent-free. We just have to pay the bills. Awesome, right?


After being ignored, referred to as Jack's whore, and blamed for absolutely everything that was going wrong in Jack's life, while they simultaneously tried to convince him that his college education meant nothing and he is a complete failure, I had a trip back to Tulsa coming. It had been planned for quite some time.

While down here, I realize that even though my family can't always help with the finances like his can, they're a lot less fucking snotty. At least we know we're white trash.

So, instead of flying back, my sister, brother, Christian, and I steal my mom's van and drove back to Miami to pick up Maddox, Cloud, and a few other things. Now I'm in the OK and looking for a job and apartment so Jack can come down.

It's been... what's that word? You know the one that means unfun? Yeah, it's been that. :P


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Aug. 6th, 2008 02:07 pm (UTC)
His mom scares me. Just the look she gives me.. She must kill babies with that stare. I have no idea how Jovo made it through life.

Christian? Name change game?
Aug. 8th, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)

Christian = Norman.
Aug. 8th, 2008 12:28 pm (UTC)
Well, I'm not in town much these days, mostly weekends, and mostly for the LARP. But, if you want to call, my contact info hasn't changed. :-)
Aug. 8th, 2008 07:26 pm (UTC)
Hell yeah, I'll call! But not yet, because I lost the charger to my phone. :P
Aug. 12th, 2008 01:21 am (UTC)
Welcome back.
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