December 3rd, 2003
( NaNo project ramblings )
In other news, Thanksgiving was quite pleasant. No one in my family got pissy with anyone else, so that's a switch. My brother was drunk, but that's not a switch. Since the parents are divorced and neither is willing to give ground on Thanksgiving, we always end up doing two meals on Thursday. Dad's wife doesn't cook - at all - so every year we go out around lunch time with him and it's actually not bad. The wife (or as my grandma referred to her, to her face, "That Woman") is strangely devoted to my dad. I find it creepy.
Anyway, after watching Detroit walk all over the Packers, we were off to Mom's where we found La Pauletta and her hubby tanked on Bloody Mary's. We hung out there and ate and drank until about 8pm when we all toddled back to our respective houses.
My sister was in rare form, though. One conversation she had with La Pauletta made me die with laughter.
My sissy: "So on the way home from the bar the other night, I ran into Luke Swboda at White Castle."
(background, my sissy dated Luke briefly when she was in high school. His nickname is Tripod due to the fact he supposedly has three testicles.)
La Pauletta: "Oh yeah? How is he?"
Sissy: "Hotter than ever. I can't believe I broke up with him just because we had different friends. I was an idiot. I told him to call me."
La Pauletta: "Why don't you call him?"
Sissy: "Yeah, I'm just going to call him up and say, 'Hey, Luke, how 'bout me and your third ball go see a movie.' God, Mom."
The conversation may have continued, but I was actually on the floor laughing so I didn't hear it if it did. I love that girl, even if she's now making more money than I am. I hate this fucking job.
- Mood:
bored
- Music:Dido - the hidden track at the end of 'Life for Rent'
I hate that program with the fire of a thousand suns. If I hadn't uninstalled my copy of Kazaalite, I'd just go and find a timeline program. Maybe it's time for me to find another filesharing network.
Suggestions anyone?