No, really, that bitch is C-R-A-Z-Y.

A long, long, time ago, we lived in a nice house in the southeast of Dominican Republic. It was a spacious, breezy, pleasant place, full of wonder and glee. Happy times, were those.
During the times that these events happenned, Lucifer used to work overseas (in other words, he worked where we are now). So in my house, my mom was the Matron. The Queen of the Castle. The Madam. At least until my father came by, which happened about once a month.
This went on for a couple of years, while Lucifer settled down overseas.
I don't want to sound harsh, or cold, or insensitive, but... Goddamn, those were the best years of my life!
Back to the story. One morning, we were woken up by the cleaning lady with some startling news. There was a huge turd in our backyard. And it was ...Keep reading.

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There are times when I wished I knew how to forge a few entries in my birth certificate so I could prove I don't belong to this family so I don't have to go through days like these. They're not bad people, but seriously, the things I have to put up with.
Today's ordeal was going to happen at my sister's house, or, as I like to call it, "Bores-the-fucking-hell-out-of-me" Manor. The turkey in this house had been primped since 3 days ago. By my dad. Amazing how someone so crass can make turkey taste so good.
Things started to go downhill when I was told I was the designated driver. Which meant that the whole trip would be reduced to people all around me screaming: "you're going too fast!", "slow down!", "why didn't you skip that hole?", "watch out for that car!", etc.
Then I notice they start packing ...Keep reading.

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I was told to work early tomorrow so I decided to press Start->Shutdown on my body really early. I went to sleep at about 9 p.m. Besides, for some reason I felt really, really tired. Not from work, because it was really uneventful. Just made another cover (which absolutely rocked, if I do say so myself) and it's corresponding column. You can check it out this wednesday if you read PH, it's the cover to "Reacción". *grin*
And I don't know why the fuck my boss now assumes my second name is "Marie". Does she suspect something I haven't told her yet? I bet she does. She's an intuitive little devil.
Anyway, back to the sleeping part. I didn't feel physically tired, it was more like a spiritual exhaustion that I can't quite explain.
I lie down, and 5 minutes after... BAM! Mommie Dearest (complete with psychotic 60's diva ...Keep reading.

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I was told to call the insurance office today so I could get some info about how much money they're gonna throw at my face.
It was obvious that $3,700 in damages was a "slightly" exagerated amount for a smashed car door, so I was expecting them to see through all the shit that was included in the appraisal and maybe let me go with $800 bucks or maybe less.
When I called today, they said they approved over $1,100, and that they were going to give me $70 more once the car has been repaired. Why do they do that? holding on to such a measly amount until you get your affairs in order? Is it some stupid-ass method to prevent greedy assholes from taking the money and using it on something else?
I believe it is, but still, it's stupid as hell. That money belongs to the car's ...Keep reading.

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I don't even know where the hell to start. It's like this day never happenned, but it did. Partly because the effects of what happenned today faded out so fast. How could that be?
Let me start this chain of events chronologically.
I wake up, and I am greeted with the wonderful news that I have to help Lucifer pick up a gigantic heap of trash that has accumulated on that horrible crackhouse he's building on top of our house. Groovy.
If the day is going to end all shitty, why not do something beneficial , like going back to the newspaper and pick up my neglected paycheck. I only had ten dollars to my name today. Luckily that was all about to change as soon as I got to the bank.
I get to the newspaper, parked right in front of it, risking a parking ticket, and dash inside, ...Keep reading.

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