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hearing birds when it is dark outside and you're not in bed is usually not a good sign. it means that dawn is coming. it also means that in 4 hours i will have to be at the vets holding jasper while they pull out his stiches, instead of catching up on sleep in bed.
sleep's been non existant since i took a sabbatical from sprinkles. i think i'm on day 5 now? something like that.
christmas turned out to be worse than expected. the cow, it appears, doesn't like it when people are late. i assume that's why i received an sms response from my father not appreciating my telling him that we will try to make it to his and the cow's by 6pm but cannot guarantee it because we're not sure we'll be able to leave kim's sister's before 4:30. kim's sister lives about 100km from the City. even though it was only the morning of christmas that he decided to let me know that the thing was starting at 6pm. i also assume that's why he smsed us at 6:05 to ask where we were and how we were going. we arrived at 6:15, before the cow junior and her boyfriend. we sat down, my father with his mobile so he can sms stefan. again i assume he was asking where stefan was. cow junior wasn't there at that stage, and the cow did not have her mobile with her and was not smsing cow junior to find out where cow junior is. cow junior apologised for being late once she got there but no comments or looks were made. stefan arrived about 5-10 minutes after cow junior. cow gave my father a Look and pointed to her watch.
the rest of the time she spent being sickeningly nice. completely fake.
is it petty to say that i am glad that i didn't get cow junior and her boyfriend the palace theatre ticket vouchers that my father suggested? after he rejected my plan to get them a bottle of wine and some chocolates (he asked what i was getting them, i did not ask for his permission). i got them a good food guide and they got us a... dodgy cook book. at least they would have drunk the wine i was going to get them.
stefan hugged me when he got there. which means he was drunk. and i can't blame him. been there done that. wished that i did it that night too.
mum called at 10pm. turns out she was in hospital coz her blood pressure was over 200 and they were worried about her heart. kim and i arrived at the hospital 30 minutes later and found her in the waiting room waiting to be discharged because turns out it wasn't so serious. so we went back to mum's where i had the pleasure of a spanish inquisition about the cow's weight, heigh, apartment dimensions and questions about whether my father is mentally sick.
i didn't tell her that he was just whipped by a manipulative two faced cow. well, the latter she knows herself. the whipped part probably wouldn't be news to her either.
awesome night.
i think next year kim and i might pretend to go away on christmas day and then just go to her family's lunch. it seems that lying is the norm in my family so i can't see why they would be upset about it.
heh the sun has come up. i don't want to see my mum today but i promised i would. i could cancel as she has done on almost every occasion where i've invited her to come here. i suppose i won't because... then i'll spend the rest of my holidays dreading the next visit. this way at least i'll be free for a month.
can i help it that a lifetime of feeling like she dislikes me has now translated into me not really wanting to spend time with her in her hours of need? apart from which we really have nothing to talk about.
kim doesn't want to come. which means i have to be sober.
i should be too old for all this stupidity. though i guess if my parents aren't too old for this crap, i don't have a chane.
kim's boob appointment is on the 6th.
i'm starting to dislike my job, but i can't figure out whether that's to do with my job or my boss. i should update my resume and then stop intending to apply for jobs and actually apply for jobs.
sleep's been non existant since i took a sabbatical from sprinkles. i think i'm on day 5 now? something like that.
christmas turned out to be worse than expected. the cow, it appears, doesn't like it when people are late. i assume that's why i received an sms response from my father not appreciating my telling him that we will try to make it to his and the cow's by 6pm but cannot guarantee it because we're not sure we'll be able to leave kim's sister's before 4:30. kim's sister lives about 100km from the City. even though it was only the morning of christmas that he decided to let me know that the thing was starting at 6pm. i also assume that's why he smsed us at 6:05 to ask where we were and how we were going. we arrived at 6:15, before the cow junior and her boyfriend. we sat down, my father with his mobile so he can sms stefan. again i assume he was asking where stefan was. cow junior wasn't there at that stage, and the cow did not have her mobile with her and was not smsing cow junior to find out where cow junior is. cow junior apologised for being late once she got there but no comments or looks were made. stefan arrived about 5-10 minutes after cow junior. cow gave my father a Look and pointed to her watch.
the rest of the time she spent being sickeningly nice. completely fake.
is it petty to say that i am glad that i didn't get cow junior and her boyfriend the palace theatre ticket vouchers that my father suggested? after he rejected my plan to get them a bottle of wine and some chocolates (he asked what i was getting them, i did not ask for his permission). i got them a good food guide and they got us a... dodgy cook book. at least they would have drunk the wine i was going to get them.
stefan hugged me when he got there. which means he was drunk. and i can't blame him. been there done that. wished that i did it that night too.
mum called at 10pm. turns out she was in hospital coz her blood pressure was over 200 and they were worried about her heart. kim and i arrived at the hospital 30 minutes later and found her in the waiting room waiting to be discharged because turns out it wasn't so serious. so we went back to mum's where i had the pleasure of a spanish inquisition about the cow's weight, heigh, apartment dimensions and questions about whether my father is mentally sick.
i didn't tell her that he was just whipped by a manipulative two faced cow. well, the latter she knows herself. the whipped part probably wouldn't be news to her either.
awesome night.
i think next year kim and i might pretend to go away on christmas day and then just go to her family's lunch. it seems that lying is the norm in my family so i can't see why they would be upset about it.
heh the sun has come up. i don't want to see my mum today but i promised i would. i could cancel as she has done on almost every occasion where i've invited her to come here. i suppose i won't because... then i'll spend the rest of my holidays dreading the next visit. this way at least i'll be free for a month.
can i help it that a lifetime of feeling like she dislikes me has now translated into me not really wanting to spend time with her in her hours of need? apart from which we really have nothing to talk about.
kim doesn't want to come. which means i have to be sober.
i should be too old for all this stupidity. though i guess if my parents aren't too old for this crap, i don't have a chane.
kim's boob appointment is on the 6th.
i'm starting to dislike my job, but i can't figure out whether that's to do with my job or my boss. i should update my resume and then stop intending to apply for jobs and actually apply for jobs.