open door

Date: 3/21/2018

i was moving back in with my dad. i was sad cause i had a pretty tiny room. the room had a picnic table, a bed, and a tv mounted on the wall. it had large patio doors that i would open in the day time. whenever i would open it, and since it was a busy street, people would walk inside from the street ans try to talk to me. i would get pissed. there was always this group of nerdy guys that wanted to talk about this large scooby doo van model that i had. i would have a bunch of little figurines in the van like a mini ty segall. one guy in particular who was fat would try to hold my hand. i would try to watch out for him every time i opened the patio but he would randomly appear. i went outside to take some photos of the new neighborhood we were living in. i took a photo of a building that was leaning and in the forefront a street lamp was leaning as well. it was a cool picture. i remember really wanting to blow it up and frame it. i went back to my room and fabian was sitting on the picnic room table. i was gossiping about how my dad was married to helen with him which was super weird cause they are extremely incompatible. then i had to change clothing. i wasnt uncomfortable w him being in the room but helen hunt tried to knock on the door and get in and i was pissed.