||[Feb. 4th, 2006|09:31 pm]
You're only as old as you feel
|||||Benny Goodman - "Stompin' at the Savoy"||]|
Well, Kohlius and I are on speaking terms again. Thank God. Whenever Kohl and I get into a fight, it's like no body's happy with anybody. Cath and Loma were acting like Kohl and I were responsible for the fucking universe collapsing or something. Anyway, the world is back to normal now.
I really wish we didn't fight so much, but the kid is so damn sensitive. Easily offended and hurt. I try to be careful around him, you know, watch my trap and what not; but I'm not the most sensitive guy. I wasn't brought up in a sensitive world. My wife thinks I'm a nasty old son of a bitch, and that I ride the kid too hard 'cause he's the oldest. She's probably right. I wanna do something real nice for Kohl but I haven't decided what yet. Ah, I'll surprise him with something good.
Anyhow, Loma wants to watch some Lifetime movie with her (kill me now please) so I'll catch you kids later. While she balls her eyes out on my shoulder I'll think of something nice to do for the Kohlster.