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well i have returned from my trip to california. it was fucking hot, what else is new? last saturday anton and i headed down to milwaukee, checked in at our hotel then went to explore the town where he grew up. i must say i really did like it there, right on lake michigan, i could definitely live there. we ate at this drive in place called the spot where they bring the food out to your car. they made their own root beer and brought it out in frosted mugs, best root beer ive ever had. mmm. the burgers were pretty good too. the next day i flew to san francisco where my dad and grandpa picked me up. the morons that they tend to be, they parked in the international section. what the fuck? so we walked over to the international parking lot and they couldnt remember where they parked the car. at first i thought wow how funny...then two hours later they found the car. you wouldnt even begin to imagine my frustration. at one point i lost both of them and was wandering around the parking lot alone, lost and about to fucking break down into a fit of rage when i saw my dad yelling that hed found the car. then on the drive home, my grandpa drove, why? good question, he is so senile these days, he got us lost, that put us back a half an hour.
so i finally did make it home and my mom had made lasagna, it was damn good. i ate then did nothing, pretty tired out from the day. i tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour but couldnt sleep. i was homesick. how sad. i knew i would only be gone for a week but i missed the life i built with anton and wished so much i was back home. that first night was the worst, then i sucked it up and dealt with being a huge baby.
monday i stayed home and visited with my mom. she taught me to crochet and however boring that may seem i enjoy it quite a bit. i like being able to actually make things. woopy. so im making a blanket. im not sure why. but yeah. something to do i suppose.
tuesday i went to chevys mexican restaurant with my cousin and shopping at the mall. not much changed at all in the year ive been away. everything looks just the same as it had. i guess i really didnt think anything would change, but somehow it didnt feel like my town anymore, well it isnt though is it? so weird, when i first moved to modesto i hated it, but then i grew to love it and now the only thing i miss about it is the convenience of it. having shopping within walking distance and everything at your reach, ahh i so miss that. so after shopping and going to lunch i went swimming with my mom. its been ages since ive gone swimming, i got burned a little bit but its gone now.
wednesday i went to my cousins house to see my now three year old baby cousin and his mom and my aunt and uncle. after visiting we went to this italian restaurant and it sucked. the dinner salad was the best thing. then after that my cousin and i went and saw the newest matrix. i did like it, maybe a touch too much fighting sequences and a little less dialogue than the first but i enjoyed it. im going to watch it again with anton some time soon.
thursday i went to lunch with my mom, her sister and her mother at this mexican joint, it was good. i really dont keep in touch with my mothers side of the family do to their um how do you say, snobbishness, if that is a word. but things have been mended. since my moms car accident last year, her family has really been there for her and i appreciate that a shitload because i cant be there for her all of the time, well not even most of the time. so now i will definitely keep in touch with them. after lunch we all went back to my moms house and visited and bullshitted. then later my mom and i went swimming again. i want a fucking swimming pool and a hot tub, pronto.
friday i just lounged around. my dads parents came to see me after dropping one of my other cousins off for her college graduation at berkely. they didnt even go, i think my grandpa, with his cancer now, is not good out in the sun, but who knows what their excuse was. so i sat with them for a while and talked then they left and i went to do some shopping. i came home and went swimming yet again, then lounged. that was my last night there. oh i did talk to my cousin, the one who had the miscarriage recently. ive never been really close to her, she is only one year and one day older than i yet she has a tendency to think she is much more mature and sophisticated. i tend to disagree. whatever. she was supposed to bring her one year old and her sister over to see me saturday but i told them i would be at the airport.
so friday night we left for the airport at two in the morning. i had no sleep, i didnt even try. my flight was the second one of the day i think. i thought they had the airport running, people coming and going 24 hours a day but there were no flights going when i got there at around 3:30am. only flights coming in. i couldnt even get my ticket until around 4:30 when everything opened. weird. i slept my ass off on the plane ride to minnesota. that was nice. i was a bit out of it. the ride from there to wisconsin was only 45 minutes, which was nice. when anton picked me up his eyes were so blood shot it looked like he had been hit in the face. friday night he drove down to kenosha to hang out with some old friends, he really drank a lot, but he said he had a good time. well im glad im home. now i cant wait to get a job and move the fuck out of here into our own place. antons dad is really driving me nuts. i cant stand to be around him at all. hes always bitching about everything. oh we watched adaptation the other night, good movie, i love spike jonze.
and now to catch up on my friends list.
so i finally did make it home and my mom had made lasagna, it was damn good. i ate then did nothing, pretty tired out from the day. i tried to go to bed at a reasonable hour but couldnt sleep. i was homesick. how sad. i knew i would only be gone for a week but i missed the life i built with anton and wished so much i was back home. that first night was the worst, then i sucked it up and dealt with being a huge baby.
monday i stayed home and visited with my mom. she taught me to crochet and however boring that may seem i enjoy it quite a bit. i like being able to actually make things. woopy. so im making a blanket. im not sure why. but yeah. something to do i suppose.
tuesday i went to chevys mexican restaurant with my cousin and shopping at the mall. not much changed at all in the year ive been away. everything looks just the same as it had. i guess i really didnt think anything would change, but somehow it didnt feel like my town anymore, well it isnt though is it? so weird, when i first moved to modesto i hated it, but then i grew to love it and now the only thing i miss about it is the convenience of it. having shopping within walking distance and everything at your reach, ahh i so miss that. so after shopping and going to lunch i went swimming with my mom. its been ages since ive gone swimming, i got burned a little bit but its gone now.
wednesday i went to my cousins house to see my now three year old baby cousin and his mom and my aunt and uncle. after visiting we went to this italian restaurant and it sucked. the dinner salad was the best thing. then after that my cousin and i went and saw the newest matrix. i did like it, maybe a touch too much fighting sequences and a little less dialogue than the first but i enjoyed it. im going to watch it again with anton some time soon.
thursday i went to lunch with my mom, her sister and her mother at this mexican joint, it was good. i really dont keep in touch with my mothers side of the family do to their um how do you say, snobbishness, if that is a word. but things have been mended. since my moms car accident last year, her family has really been there for her and i appreciate that a shitload because i cant be there for her all of the time, well not even most of the time. so now i will definitely keep in touch with them. after lunch we all went back to my moms house and visited and bullshitted. then later my mom and i went swimming again. i want a fucking swimming pool and a hot tub, pronto.
friday i just lounged around. my dads parents came to see me after dropping one of my other cousins off for her college graduation at berkely. they didnt even go, i think my grandpa, with his cancer now, is not good out in the sun, but who knows what their excuse was. so i sat with them for a while and talked then they left and i went to do some shopping. i came home and went swimming yet again, then lounged. that was my last night there. oh i did talk to my cousin, the one who had the miscarriage recently. ive never been really close to her, she is only one year and one day older than i yet she has a tendency to think she is much more mature and sophisticated. i tend to disagree. whatever. she was supposed to bring her one year old and her sister over to see me saturday but i told them i would be at the airport.
so friday night we left for the airport at two in the morning. i had no sleep, i didnt even try. my flight was the second one of the day i think. i thought they had the airport running, people coming and going 24 hours a day but there were no flights going when i got there at around 3:30am. only flights coming in. i couldnt even get my ticket until around 4:30 when everything opened. weird. i slept my ass off on the plane ride to minnesota. that was nice. i was a bit out of it. the ride from there to wisconsin was only 45 minutes, which was nice. when anton picked me up his eyes were so blood shot it looked like he had been hit in the face. friday night he drove down to kenosha to hang out with some old friends, he really drank a lot, but he said he had a good time. well im glad im home. now i cant wait to get a job and move the fuck out of here into our own place. antons dad is really driving me nuts. i cant stand to be around him at all. hes always bitching about everything. oh we watched adaptation the other night, good movie, i love spike jonze.
and now to catch up on my friends list.