Everyday
I am Vicky, he is Greg, she is Jasmine, I am his wife, she is my friend, he
is her boyfriend, his name is Greg, he is my husband, I am pregnant, she is
pregnant, I have my own place, she has her own place, he has his own place,
we all live in the same building, we spend most of the time at his place,
sometimes he sleeps at my place, we all get along most of the time.. life is
good. We work at home, Moo helps allot, he's is our modern day assistant,
(butler in old terms). Joel works hard, he is the other half of the
business. It's great weather, we all love living in Miami Beach.
The last 3 days
I spent allot of time searching for funny stuff for the web site, I need
help. I grilled skirt steak, was not good. Jasmine is going to a 1 week real Estate
class this week, she's determined. Greg is going to be on the cover of a
magazine this month.. with that ugly picture. I saw that movie "they", it
was good. Greg scared me by pretending to be a dead body on the floor, it
hurt to see him like that, he laughed, but I was more scared than he
realized. We're so broke, checks bouncing, just hanging on, but that will
change in a few days.. I'm not worried. I like our new fish tank, it's
interesting, the fish seem to hypnotize me. Greg says people are reborn as
fish and the fish in the tank are the people who died in Jail...
Past Time
Feb 2000
- I was surfing online personals making fun of the stupid guys who post
them, then I saw him, it was love at first site, I sent
him an email.. we chat icq for 5 months, he visited 4 times, 15 hours fly
each time, I lived in Bulgaria then, after his 4th visit we were married,
the first visit he "made me woman", I was 21 then.
March 2001
- Greg is now a millionaire, he was a pizza delivery driver just 1 year ago, he
loves me .... but the $$$ life is crazy, we are in our 20's with all this
$$, the girls, the parties, the clubs, the drugs, the night life, Greg is
wild.. I am sad, he sends me home to Bulgaria, he loves me, I miss him, he
begs me to come back...
This is my life.... more next time. |
