when silence isn't good enough...

so Debbie pushed all the right buttons today and i gave her the line i had in my head knowing this day was coming. "at 45, i would hope you know about choices and consequences. you wanted change, this was what you got." as you might imagine, that did not go over well. the best part of the long ass stupid argument today was her believing my mental health is on shaky ground and needs attended to. pot, meet kettle. i left the option to her if she wanted to end the friendship or not. she was too much of a pussy to give me an answer, even though she pretty much gave me her answer in the update on the Gofundme page. i laugh at her belief that i'm upset at her not doing things the right way. there is no right way when fighting cancer. it's called whatever works. she never could get that into her head. she would rather have me tell her how good of a job she was doing and constantly need that affirmation every fucking hour of every fucking day. for someone who brags about being this bad ass and so damn tough because of surviving the streets... and so fucking unwilling to just admit the truth. this shit is scaring the shit out of her. and it should. it's life and death type shit now. and god forbid that i want her to use the social worker, use all the damn resources available to make things as easy as possible. and Debbie never wants to admit, she chose Colorado because weed was legal. i'm not sure you can complain about not having anyone there for you when that was never a concern when going there in the first place. but, once again, what the fuck do i know.

what truly pisses me off about this is i am falling madly in love with this woman in Rome, Italy and i can't fucking enjoy it because my best friend needs to have a fucking argument every fucking day.

and i am an asshole for saying she needs some psychological help immediately. her reply is i will never treat mine. that made me laugh.

i did get up this morning after some really shitty sleep. my left ankle has really been bothering me here lately. i can constantly feel the pressure building up in it. when i crack it (like cracking your knuckles), there is some relief, but it feels like it's just jammed right into my foot. good times. that had me tossing and turning for most of the night.

the grocery store was kind of dead this morning. and of course, they didn't have everything i needed. so, i had to go to the local grocery store to get everything else. all in all, i got it all done before noon. that includes getting gas as well. so, at least i got it all done before it got too fucking hot today. they are saying it's going to feel like 100 for the next few days. joy.

Vice News Tonight had another great week of shows.

Big Brother was pretty good last night.

Lip Sync Battle was much better than i thought it was going to be last night.

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be VICE, 2 episodes of NJPW, Major League Wrestling and Real Time with Bill Maher.

the New York Yankees play Boston tonight at home. the Yankees are 1 game behind in the standings, so this is a pretty big series before July hits. hopefully, the Yankees win tonight and win the series.

i wasn't shocked that LeBron opted out today. at least everyone knows what the summer is going to be about in the NBA.

i will probably be on here tomorrow after the World Cup games are over. tomorrow France takes on Argentina and Portugal plays Uruguay. both of those games should be really good.

i hope everyone has a great weekend. if it is hotter than shit where you are, enjoy the air conditioning or remember to drink a little more water than liquor.

todo lo que siempre quise fue que alguien me amara tanto como yo los amaba.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Marshmello - Summer
St. Paul & The Broken Bones - Apollo
Mondo Cozmo - Your Motherfucker
Concrete Blonde - Rosalie
Vic Chesnutt - Flirted With You All My Life

"When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life." - Richard Lewis

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: