Being home = crap
So, Thanksgiving at my sister's was A-OK, not great but better than usual. Continuing the tradition, my dad and the other alpha males sat and watched sports while the females prepared a massive amount of food. Let's hear it for living gender stereotypes! I offered to help, and was assigned to chop herbs, mix them with oil, and give the Turkey a sensual massage with them (interior and exterior).
Following the meal, my most recently married sister stopped by from Thanksgiving at her in-laws to announce that she was going to have a kid. I am happy, yet indifferent. Kids are fun, especially when you don't have to feed or pay for them, but I'm also not one of those people who thinks babies are cuter than a pile of kittens. God knows kittens are cute as fuck.
Rode home with my brother, which was substantially less hazardous to my health. Had some interesting discussion, but then proceeded to have an allergy attack halfway home, and was sneezing fairly uncontrollably until I went to bed. Still feel pretty congested now.
In conclusion, Ange should sign onto AIM because my cell phone died already. Uptown MPLS = better than here.
Following the meal, my most recently married sister stopped by from Thanksgiving at her in-laws to announce that she was going to have a kid. I am happy, yet indifferent. Kids are fun, especially when you don't have to feed or pay for them, but I'm also not one of those people who thinks babies are cuter than a pile of kittens. God knows kittens are cute as fuck.
Rode home with my brother, which was substantially less hazardous to my health. Had some interesting discussion, but then proceeded to have an allergy attack halfway home, and was sneezing fairly uncontrollably until I went to bed. Still feel pretty congested now.
In conclusion, Ange should sign onto AIM because my cell phone died already. Uptown MPLS = better than here.