THIS DOPE MONKEY COMES BACK HOME

My mom eventually tracked me down to where I was staying. After she talked to Karen(Rustin's mom), I then decided that I might as well go back. I can't remember the exact telephone conversation but I am sure that she was crying, and obviously she had hit all the right chords of confused regret. Also I was very homesick no matter how much of a badass I thought I was, I was an extremely lonely individual. I couldn't continue on with my mom so distressed about my well-being, and after all back in Texas I could get away with drinking and smoking pot all I wanted, even at my parents house. I just had to bull-shit them with a higher degree of finesse now, and until the next time I was caught not behaving only then would I have to manifest myself further into an even bigger lier. It would go on this way for years, and I believed that I was becoming slicker and slicker each time some consequential event occurred, all the while I merely had been rapidly transforming into a humungous strung-out dope monkey. I was grounded for at least a month, promised I would be a good son, and I had my car back to myself by the time my junior year in high school rolled around. THis is where my life begins to get really jacked up, all due with me trying to be a responsible teen with a job, so my brilliant fogged out brain pursues and acquires a job working in the pharmacy of a local store, called Eckerd's (they are out of business now, and no not because of my stealing...lol), in K-town. It was right next door adjoining the old Metro Food Outlet, which is also gone, their vacant buildings were eventually replaced by a church.