Packing for Mangilao

I'm packing for my big trip home.  Home, in my case, is Mangilao.

I always over pack to the point that I need a Sherpa to haul all my stuff for me.  After every trip I discover I haven't even used half the stuff I brought.

My parents have requested I return home on "family business."  I've heard thru the grapevine {via my brother, Robert} that I'm to be the subject of an intervention.

It's not a drug thing, or even alcohol, even tho I drink more than I should.  It's more in the nature of a lifestyle intervention.  My father, who is an old school disciplinarian, caught wind of my comic strip {also courtesy of Robert} and took a look online.

Whoops.

I guess that'll teach me for telling the world about my questionable decisions.

My Dad is not going to want me to return to California.  He won't care that I have two jobs, friends and other things I care about deeply.  I'll be annoyed but I know deep down all he wants is what's best for me.

I'm sure some unpleasant surprises await me tho.  I know I've been bad and I'm ready to take my medicine, so to speak.

But me returning to live in Mangilao?  That ain't gonna happen.

Stay tuned for the fireworks.