a package...

Oi...Minami.... I guess thanks. For you know. Bringing me that shit. You could've kept it and I'd probably never know... I guess...I'll...Shit. I'll have to call mom and let her know I got it.

I hate it when she does stuff like this. She's supposed to be on her damned honeymoon...not fucking sending shit to me. makes me feel fucking guilty for having Minami send her that, cause it made her work when she's supposed to be fucking enjoying herself for damned once in her fucking life... Leave it to mom to send me the best coffee at her coffee shop. Means I have to find a way to get me a coffee maker... And...chestnut cake. Cause...I like it so much.

Damn me...And DAMN HIM!! Leave it to the stupid fucker she married to send a damn note with it. I swear to fucking god that if she didn't love his ass, I'd kill him for shit like this. What the hell does me mean, saying shit like that. Finally doing something useful and constructive with yourself., become a functioning member of society, I hope college cures you of your deliquent ways. THE FUCK!! I ain't doing this shit for him! Probably thinks I'll quit and join the Yakuza or some shit anyway.

Well maybe I should. Then I could go back and kill the fucker without a goddamn care in the fucking world.

Now that I got that out of my system, gonna make a phone call. And then...anyone who wants fucking cake, fuck you. It's my damn cake and you can't have none Othori...I'll save a slice for you...Niou too, I guess. And Minami and what the fuck, Sengoku too