My hand in uranus
Damn S***man (names have been changed to protect the ludicrous!) family!!! Okay, so TUES. morning, i'm sitting in the library, TRYING to study for a friggin immunology quiz, which the dumbass professor ended up giving us the WRONG quiz, anyway!!! gave us a quiz on previous material that we had already been quizzed on!!! and now we have the "option" of taking the CORRECT quiz next tues. (he'll take the best of the 2 quiz grades)...i don't think it's fair of him to make us take another quiz when it was HIS OWN STUPIDIY in the first place!! tues. is the last day of classes before finals (which is the following week)..who wants to take a quiz on the last day of classes??
anyway, i was trying to study AND trying to be the "glue" that holds the friggin' family together b/c my 2 sisters were fighting w/ each other over the plans for turkey day, meanwhile, they BOTH call me and vent to me..one of my sister's (i believe she suffers from Napolean complex) actually friggin' yells AT ME!! like i had anythign to do w/ it!!!! so then i left the library....i was studying w/ lothida, and im' like "im' sorry, i have to go back to my apt..i'm not getting anything done & i gotta try and figure out what the hell the thanksgiving plans are..and then i call my brother telling him how the "witches of eastwick" are both yelling at me...and i'm walking down Huntington Ave. to my apt. (which isn't on huntington ave, in case you're wondering)...and i'm freaking out to my brother..i started crying a bit hysterically, while trying to sniff the "ooze" that was dripping out of my nose back into my nose, as i'm walking down the street w/ all the construction going on, and trying not to draw TOO much attn. to myself..(as if the tears, boogers and shaky voice didn't give me away)...and my brother is like "well, if the turkey is the problem" (who was going to cook it was just a fraction of the problem) "then why don't we just order pizza??" I'm thinking: GOD!!! HOW GHETTO!!!! i'd like to think that S***man's aren't THAT bad!!! i refuse to eat out of a cardboard box on thanksgiving....so i yell to him on my cell phone, "why can't we all just pull together for just ONE DAY OUT OF the YEAR??? EVERY OTHER F*CKIN' FAMILY CAN!!! WHY CAN'T WE???!?!!??! can't we all just get along for ONE day out of the damn year??" mike: "no, otherwise, we woudln't be S***mans" true dat
anyway, things worked out...but NOW i'm waiting for my brother to show up (we're at my sister's)...he called after i called him at 12:30pm and he goes "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME EARLIER TO WAKE ME UP??!!" like, sorry! didn't know i was to be your wake-up call...GOD!!! and my family is already driving me crazy...my mom is like THAT old person who keeps talking while others are talking, but my mom has nothing valid to say...she keeps talking about my DEAD FATHER and it's driving me CRAZZZZZYYY!!!! in general, my mom's gotten somehwat better about it..but today, she's been driving me BONKERS!!! she always mentions him when it isn't even relevant...."Daddy used to do that.." and " YOur father would have killed me if i ever did that.." ...MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M goign to kill you, woman! lol...AND she insists on keeping my father's voice on the voice mail!! do you NOT find this creepy??? TEN YEARS LATER!! i understand about sentimentality and everything...but TEN YEARS LATER!!?!!?? doesn't really seem healthy to me....but that's a WHOOOOLE separate ball game..
anyway, i'm kinda going psycho and i realize that it's coming out in my writing....on to more "happy" things...?
My sister and i were left to cook turkey day dinner....*rolls eyes*...uh, yeah...first of all, let me just say that i did NOT enjoy pulling out the turkey's neck (which looks like a crooked penis), heart, and other vital organs (pulled out through his anus)..that is NOT my idea of a good time!!! (regardless of what you all might think ; ) ...and me and my sister cooking is like the blind leading the blind!! or as she says, "we're like dumb & dumber!!" yeah, all i was told was to "make sure there's plenty of water in w/ the turkey..not too much, but enough so that the turkey doesnt' burn"..fine..so i added water..TO THE PAN!! NO ONE told me i was supposed to "water" the actual TURKEY ITSELF!!! and then they yell at me!! this is why i never cook....
needless to say, it is going to be a VERY interesting dinner!!!!! hopefully, we won't all die from it! but we'll see...at least we took out the organs!! (EEWWWWWIE)...it was like anatomy & phys. all over again! actually, to be honest, it wasn't THAT bad..like i said, not my idea of a fun time, but ..i dunno..im' sure there are worse dark holes to stick your hand....ones that, perhaps, when you look down 'em, y ou do'nt see a pool of blood...eewwwie...
well, enjoy your dinner!!!
anyway, i was trying to study AND trying to be the "glue" that holds the friggin' family together b/c my 2 sisters were fighting w/ each other over the plans for turkey day, meanwhile, they BOTH call me and vent to me..one of my sister's (i believe she suffers from Napolean complex) actually friggin' yells AT ME!! like i had anythign to do w/ it!!!! so then i left the library....i was studying w/ lothida, and im' like "im' sorry, i have to go back to my apt..i'm not getting anything done & i gotta try and figure out what the hell the thanksgiving plans are..and then i call my brother telling him how the "witches of eastwick" are both yelling at me...and i'm walking down Huntington Ave. to my apt. (which isn't on huntington ave, in case you're wondering)...and i'm freaking out to my brother..i started crying a bit hysterically, while trying to sniff the "ooze" that was dripping out of my nose back into my nose, as i'm walking down the street w/ all the construction going on, and trying not to draw TOO much attn. to myself..(as if the tears, boogers and shaky voice didn't give me away)...and my brother is like "well, if the turkey is the problem" (who was going to cook it was just a fraction of the problem) "then why don't we just order pizza??" I'm thinking: GOD!!! HOW GHETTO!!!! i'd like to think that S***man's aren't THAT bad!!! i refuse to eat out of a cardboard box on thanksgiving....so i yell to him on my cell phone, "why can't we all just pull together for just ONE DAY OUT OF the YEAR??? EVERY OTHER F*CKIN' FAMILY CAN!!! WHY CAN'T WE???!?!!??! can't we all just get along for ONE day out of the damn year??" mike: "no, otherwise, we woudln't be S***mans" true dat
anyway, things worked out...but NOW i'm waiting for my brother to show up (we're at my sister's)...he called after i called him at 12:30pm and he goes "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME EARLIER TO WAKE ME UP??!!" like, sorry! didn't know i was to be your wake-up call...GOD!!! and my family is already driving me crazy...my mom is like THAT old person who keeps talking while others are talking, but my mom has nothing valid to say...she keeps talking about my DEAD FATHER and it's driving me CRAZZZZZYYY!!!! in general, my mom's gotten somehwat better about it..but today, she's been driving me BONKERS!!! she always mentions him when it isn't even relevant...."Daddy used to do that.." and " YOur father would have killed me if i ever did that.." ...MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M goign to kill you, woman! lol...AND she insists on keeping my father's voice on the voice mail!! do you NOT find this creepy??? TEN YEARS LATER!! i understand about sentimentality and everything...but TEN YEARS LATER!!?!!?? doesn't really seem healthy to me....but that's a WHOOOOLE separate ball game..
anyway, i'm kinda going psycho and i realize that it's coming out in my writing....on to more "happy" things...?
My sister and i were left to cook turkey day dinner....*rolls eyes*...uh, yeah...first of all, let me just say that i did NOT enjoy pulling out the turkey's neck (which looks like a crooked penis), heart, and other vital organs (pulled out through his anus)..that is NOT my idea of a good time!!! (regardless of what you all might think ; ) ...and me and my sister cooking is like the blind leading the blind!! or as she says, "we're like dumb & dumber!!" yeah, all i was told was to "make sure there's plenty of water in w/ the turkey..not too much, but enough so that the turkey doesnt' burn"..fine..so i added water..TO THE PAN!! NO ONE told me i was supposed to "water" the actual TURKEY ITSELF!!! and then they yell at me!! this is why i never cook....
needless to say, it is going to be a VERY interesting dinner!!!!! hopefully, we won't all die from it! but we'll see...at least we took out the organs!! (EEWWWWWIE)...it was like anatomy & phys. all over again! actually, to be honest, it wasn't THAT bad..like i said, not my idea of a fun time, but ..i dunno..im' sure there are worse dark holes to stick your hand....ones that, perhaps, when you look down 'em, y ou do'nt see a pool of blood...eewwwie...
well, enjoy your dinner!!!