Dec 24, 2006 17:02
Not that I hate my family, mind you. I just hate my family.
That makes total sense if you know my family, believe me.
This morning, my mom woke me up at around 5:30 am, asking me to go to Shreveport to pick up my youngest sister from her apartment. I thought about it and figured 'what the hell?', so I got up, showered, and we left. I figured out why I never go anywhere--I can't make a two-hour drive without having to go to the bathroom at LEAST once, even if I go beforehand. That and I can't stay awake for more than an hour at a time unless I'm driving. Miraculously, the battery in my GBA lasted (yay!).
My sister's apartment definitely made me more excited about the thought of getting my own. She doesn't have much in the way of furniture--a futon, TV, TV stand (the one I got her for her birthday, no less), and a DVD player in the living room, a bed, a dresser, nightstand, and a larger dresser near the window of her bedroom.... and a small table with a three-foot Christmas tree on it. I was worried about moving into a small apartment, but she makes it look VERY livable, despite the fact that it really is, without her sprucing, a pretty crappy apartment with all kinds of... ah... 'wildlife' problems.
For $500/month. She has no cable. @.@
I'm not paying more than $350/month so I'm going to have to do some serious searching.
In any case, we got back here, I helped her set up her laptop, and then I went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few things at about 4 pm. It's weird; whenever I go in there, I miss it... the people, not the work. Wal-Mart managers are the most mentally detached and completely out-of-touch human beings on the planet--when they pass for human beings. But that's another rant for another time. ^_^
The store was crowded as all hell. It took me 45 minutes just to get in and out... and the store closes at 6 today for the holidays.
I couldn't buy booze. I was sorely disappointed. ;_;
And now I'm home; cold, wet, with my entire family in the house. Tomorrow, they're all going to see my relatives in St. Martinville; I'm not going because, frankly, I'll NEVER have that much alone time again. Plus I work Tuesday.
I suppose I should enjoy the quiet while it lasts. Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Bah Humbug. Pick your poison. =D
life,
family