Wednesday, November 10, 2010

hope it works out for mom...

31So much can happen in such a short amount of time. Apparently, mom's pre-cancer cells have returned in the form of actual cancer. She has cervical cancer, which is fairly common (and beatable) for women. I know she's nervous. She doesn't want to even tell Sarah, which I can understand. Poor girl has enough drama in her life, what with being a high school sophomore AND having jerry for a daddy. Mom and I, along with aunt Linda, are going to the cancer people next Tuesday, so i'll have to miss the last band practice before the show. The guys understand.

The band is going strong. I can basically play the whole set. A few things aren't quite concrete yet but I've got 2 weeks. The only real concern we're faced with is this legal situation that Ryan is dealing with. Will found a list of "most wanted" people in Indianapolis, and Ryan's mugshot was on it. He apparently got into a fight at someone else's house and hurt some folks pretty bad, so he's wanted for questioning. He says it's squashed. I half believe him. Either way, we're going to see how it plays out. If he's telling the truth, fine. If he's lying, he will eventually get caught and go to jail, and we will just replace him.

The lease is up Dec. 31st. So, I have until then to find a place. Right now, the plan is to crash w pappy and get a place when his lease runs out.

More later. I'm tired.
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