Chamon!

My best friend is getting married in June and I'm the best man. Don't know anything about planning bachelor parties. He's a cop with many beefeating cop friends. Don't have any money. Fucked, basically.

My sister is ill, mentally and physically. Opened accounts in my name, ran them up, and now I'm responsible.

My girlfriend has become more of a handful than I think I can manage. Lots of issues. Cheif of which seems to be that I won't move into her falling-down house with her, since she needs a roommate and all.

Oh, yeah, I gotta move. Been house sitting for months now and my benefactor is coming back. She's going to commute from Mass to Utah. Lot of sense there, I know.

Other than all that, things are great, thanks for asking. I'll always love you...