hello december

hello december, you've come so quickly. i'm awake in the wee hours of the morning because my parents are getting ready for work (and i sleep out in the parlor...at least for now while marko is here--he sleeps in my room). my dad is cooking up some smoked meat and i'm trying desperately not to freak out. i'm in my parents house again. soon marko will be gone and it will be me and the folks, alone. it feels so 2000 and late. i'm hoping to get a job here doing pretty much anything to make a buck (if that sounds desperate, that's because it is). i'm thinking i could wiggle into some temporary spot they open up especially for the holiday season. who knows ah, but hello december, i've been here before, the question is, what am i going to do now?