"This is the first birthday I spent sober since I was 14."

Well, today is Alex's birthday. We spent the morning hanging out and Nicky and I took him out for breakfast. He seemed so happy. We went to his apartment after eating and we watched Fight Club and Pulp Fiction. I braided his hair even though he said no. I baked him cupcakes there and Nicky distracted him for me for like, two hours so he would be surprised, but they have a lovely scent and he noticed before they were done. Red velvet with vanilla icing ftw.

At 5, he said he had to go drive two hours to his family's house for dinner. So, Nicky went down to the car and Alex held me back and hugged me and told me how much today meant to him. He looked like he was about to cry. And now, I'm like tearing up. It really makes me happy to know he genuinely enjoyed his birthday. He deserves it more than anyone. I wish we could have stayed longer though, but I guess he kind of had to see his family.

I'm going to try to see him sometime again during the week, and I told him to keep his phone on hand and be ready for Nicky and me at any given moment. I could go harass him at work. Knock something down so he has to pick it up... I'm a nice friend, right? Ah well.

The week after this is Spring Break. I have 10 days off from school including weekends, so that's hot. Nicky has off from work too, because the owner of his job's kids are taking over for all the shifts during the break since there are like 10 of them and they're all able to.

Lastly, my mother "twisted her ankle" but, some "nice guy splinted it for her".

Now, my mother's lies always involve three things.

1. Her getting hurt.
2. Some "guy" helping her.
3. And no one seeing it happen.

Yeah, and then she gets mad because I don't believe her. All this happens at least twice a week. It's exhausting. She's also a hypochondriac. It's ridiculous.

But, whatever. Stay classy,

-Peter

ohai.

Bjr. This week has been semi-uneventful, I suppose.

I made five days to school in a row, so today, I'm celebrating that with a gratuitous skip day. It's also St. Patrick's Day, but no one gives a shit about that because it's utterly useless to society and beer is disgusting. Even moreso when dyed green.

Anyway. I'm home today just resting and being a drain on the household. I made pancakes... with Nicky instructing me on how to do so over the phone. He's in his element when he's in the kitchen, I'll tell you that much. He almost makes me feel incompetent. But, he's very good at giving directions. Which is, pretty surprising for how poorly he follows them. I only burned on pancake and tht was the first one because I wasn't ready and it tricked me. It was ridiculous.

Now, I'm eating my pancakes with strawberries. I'd love to show everyone, but my camera is behaving... badly. I found the cord that I had lost, but it refuses to hook up to the puter and pull up the display screen. It is really quite silly. I might have to find the program disk and put it in, and I think I know where that is...

Tomorrow, I have to go to school, which is why I chose today to skip and not tomorrow. I have to stay after school and then, I have to go back to school at like, 6. It's so pointless, like it's not even important and it's a waste of precious time I could be using sitting on my ass.

I don't recall if I mentioned it or not, but on the 11th, I became a sexy, older half-brother. Yeah. My stepmom had her baby, Adrian Roman Moretti. It's weird because I suggested the name Adrian. My father loathes anything that has to do with me, but he asked me and I guess they both liked it a lot. I suppose that made me a little happy. I don't know when I'll see him, if ever. I don't really want to, but they'll probably bring him over for Thanksgiving or Christmas. I can't imagine they would bring him for Easter since it's so soon and he's so young.

I'd like to go see Repo Men this weekend. It looks good. Nicky doesn't really like seeing movies in theaters though, so maybe I'll just have to wait.

Saturday is Alex's Birthday. I should do something for him... in the least sexual way that that sentence can be taken. Other years, besides last, it was sexual, but not anymore. That's Nicky's fault. But, yeah. Maybe Repo Men for Alex. That would kill two birds with one stone... or I'll just invite Alex over and we can watch Pixar and Dreamworks for 18 hours.

Either way is fine with me.

And, that's all I have to say for now, so, stay classy.

-Peter

Maybe I'm Just The Mirror...

The last few days were eventful, yet not really to be recorded.

They were ours, I suppose.

Not unlike a diary.




-Peter and Nicky