My cousin, the asshole.
So today I got up at 5:30 am to go meet my cousin who arrived from Israel. With my mom. I got less than 4 hours of sleep and so, I was so sleepy that I missed the airport exit off the highway and then turned around and went back but there was no exit off 401 east!
So then I turned around and went back. We got there 20 min late i.e. 7:30. My cousin looked weird. He has a buzz cut (which I will return to later) and grew a little goatie. Whatever. So we went home and I went south instead of north on Keele. Again, sleepy.
Finally we got home. He got me a little blue fish neck thingy from Swarovski. Well, he does work at Intel... that was the only nice thing though.
By the time we got home, I had the whole picture already. He's racist. He kept commenting that there were a lot of black people on the streets and kept using the N word which kinda bothered me a lot... he mentioned that he smokes occasionally (hey this is where the haircut comes back, it suits his neo nazi tendencies), drinks... likes clubbing... like... I didn't like him to begin with, now I REALLY don't.
He asked if any clubs were open today. Thank god all the ones on Queen are closed. He was all bummed. I told him I don't drink and he kinda made a sour face. Kept making fun of me not eating meat. Every time I said something about being tired or that my muscles hurt from riding the bike, he was like "not enough meat".
Like... fuck off!
And as I suspected, he wants to like hang out and of course, no one has time and I simply don't want to. And now I am DEFINITELY not changing my plans with Gordon now. Fuck that. And he's all like "well I didn't come here to sit at home... let's do something" and I'm like "well you should've thought of that before". Well I didn't say it but whatever.
My mom of course is all like "let people be themselves" and I'm like "fine he can be an asshole I just don't want to spend time with him". I know it's like, family, so you have to bear with it but I don't fucking care.
I mean I do feel bad for him but whatever. It's my mom's fault. She was talking to him and he said he was going to the US and he asked if maybe he should come here. If I were here, I'd say "sure but maybe later" instead of inviting him here at a time when everyone's busy like that. I mean I don't want to hang out with him but I'm also working Fri.-Mon. (I have a monday evening shift now). He's going to Niagara Falls on Sun. at least but until then I don't know what he's gonna do. If at least my mom wasn't busy.
Blah.
I don't know.
My digestive system is unhappy again. I think it's the fact that I got up so early, then went home and slept from 9:30 to almost 2 pm.
I told them they can come over in the evening to see my place, I'll clean up by then but until then, whatever.
I don't like these situations. They're awkward and they make me uneasy and stressed and then this is what happens to my digestive system. Fuck.
It's dull and gray outside. I hate this weather. It's depressing me.
Anyway that's it for now.
So then I turned around and went back. We got there 20 min late i.e. 7:30. My cousin looked weird. He has a buzz cut (which I will return to later) and grew a little goatie. Whatever. So we went home and I went south instead of north on Keele. Again, sleepy.
Finally we got home. He got me a little blue fish neck thingy from Swarovski. Well, he does work at Intel... that was the only nice thing though.
By the time we got home, I had the whole picture already. He's racist. He kept commenting that there were a lot of black people on the streets and kept using the N word which kinda bothered me a lot... he mentioned that he smokes occasionally (hey this is where the haircut comes back, it suits his neo nazi tendencies), drinks... likes clubbing... like... I didn't like him to begin with, now I REALLY don't.
He asked if any clubs were open today. Thank god all the ones on Queen are closed. He was all bummed. I told him I don't drink and he kinda made a sour face. Kept making fun of me not eating meat. Every time I said something about being tired or that my muscles hurt from riding the bike, he was like "not enough meat".
Like... fuck off!
And as I suspected, he wants to like hang out and of course, no one has time and I simply don't want to. And now I am DEFINITELY not changing my plans with Gordon now. Fuck that. And he's all like "well I didn't come here to sit at home... let's do something" and I'm like "well you should've thought of that before". Well I didn't say it but whatever.
My mom of course is all like "let people be themselves" and I'm like "fine he can be an asshole I just don't want to spend time with him". I know it's like, family, so you have to bear with it but I don't fucking care.
I mean I do feel bad for him but whatever. It's my mom's fault. She was talking to him and he said he was going to the US and he asked if maybe he should come here. If I were here, I'd say "sure but maybe later" instead of inviting him here at a time when everyone's busy like that. I mean I don't want to hang out with him but I'm also working Fri.-Mon. (I have a monday evening shift now). He's going to Niagara Falls on Sun. at least but until then I don't know what he's gonna do. If at least my mom wasn't busy.
Blah.
I don't know.
My digestive system is unhappy again. I think it's the fact that I got up so early, then went home and slept from 9:30 to almost 2 pm.
I told them they can come over in the evening to see my place, I'll clean up by then but until then, whatever.
I don't like these situations. They're awkward and they make me uneasy and stressed and then this is what happens to my digestive system. Fuck.
It's dull and gray outside. I hate this weather. It's depressing me.
Anyway that's it for now.