You are who???

"Hi, it's me - how's it going?"
"Who??"
"Karen, your - daughter.."
"Arr - Karen, hi love"

He now wants me to call him "Dad". It's foreign to me. Like I don't know the word or the meaning. My face scowls in dissaprovement.
Not going to happen.
Can't buy me love - the classic Beetles song, so true so true.
Half of my life he has not referred to as anything besides Father.

The real estate course is boring but I'm getting through it.
I'm handing my assignment in tonight.

I did street works last night. I loved it.
I saw Frank I hadn't seen him for awhile. He's a volunteer. Nice guy.

I got a response to my skit I wrote from this guy I gave it to, to look through.
The response was what I thought it would be. So that was good. Means I can see crap too, but I'll keep writing. Hey I enjoy it, what ever comes out from it is a bonus and he was supportive too so that's good.

I'm finding it easy to avoid being at home.

I got roped into a new mobile phone and a 24 month contract. Not impressed, I think I'll give it to my brother, he wants it.