Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

Sister is hospitalized with pneumonia

Drea kicked the wall and ran away from home because I took her phone away from punishment for not sleeping in her bed (she wanted to sleep with her boyfriend on the couch… NOT APPROPRIATE)

I injured myself and can’t get a good sweat-inducing workout.

I don’t want to be in my home! I would rather live out of my backpack (which I was doing blissfully for 3 weeks recently) than be here to reprimand niece, clean up house, encourage my sister to take her meds (both pulmonary AND depression meds)… it’s too much for me to bear.

I’m slowly but surely unravelling.

I need the following things:

• a hand massage, perhaps even a full body massage… happy ending optional, but preferred (depending upon masseuse)
• my niece to be taken care of 24/7 by a team of psychiatric and behavioural consellors
• more money
• an intense workout, 2-3 hours, not including pool/sauna time
• more sleep
• some strawberries, apples, nuts and cheese (Jaleo!)
• a nice, long shag
• and while I’m writing things down, a mani/pedi/hot-stone massage

That’s about it. I mean, I’m not REALLY asking for much, am I?

Tags: life, stinks

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