bad bad bad christmas. (warning - lack of christmas spirit)
ok so, i guess it all started yesterday with my dad asking me to get batteries from the drug store. easy task, you might think. I sit down in my car and alas, it DIES. so i go inside and say, "hey, dad somethings wrong with my car." told him what happened. You would think that i told him that i accidentally killed my grandma. He flips out. "what do you want dadddyy to fix the car for you?" he goes outside, drives the car around. and says that its fine apparently. says i need to go put some high-octane gas in it. so then, basically, he said im a loser and that i only cause my family grief. alright, so. i go and get gas and then i go get batteries. come back. my dad says i need to bring the car into the shop. normally, i would but i needed to buy my parents presents. i say to him "dad, i cant. i really need the car today." he calls me lazy and basically says im useless. he flips out cuz i need to take the car out. little does he know im going to get him a fucking christmas present. ironic.....
i call up rosenman and we go x-mas shopping together. which was actually fun. i stole an orange ball from target, cuz im badass. and i almost ran over a guy at the mall. lol on purpose. alright, well, after i dropped rosenman off at home, i went back to my house. needless to say, my dad starts complaining about me and all this junk and he ends his rant upon a "when are you leaving and getting out of my life?" i reply with a quick "i could leave right now. SEEE YAA"
and off to scotts house i went. i figure, i wasn't too big on christmas so i had to go to another place that wasn't too big on christmas either. jews. i love them. So yes, i celebrated channukah on christmas eve they even let me light the menorah. lol so me and scott rented boondock saints and watched it. it totally kicked ass. then we went over to the welsh's to hang out with john and v. good times. really got my mind off the whole parental problem.
so i came home. and went to sleep. figured everything would be better in the morning. WRONG. parents are barely talking. father still being an asshole. i wrapped my parents presents together. i got my dad animal house and the blues brothers on dvd. and i got my mom this nice candle set. so ummm my mom opens it and she really likes the candles :-D BUT my dad won't even look at what i got him. he told my mom he didnt want anything from me. well, thats cool. im glad i went christmas shopping yesterday for you, dad. you bastard. at least my mom is awesome.
i didnt ask for anything from my parents except for me to not be in debt anymore. (lawyer's fees, court stuff) so i opened my stocking and there was a note from my mom that said "your debts are forgiven" which was totally awesome. and she also got me the family guy dvds which she totally didnt have to do. my moms cool. my dad sucks.
well, i guess ill see how the rest of the day goes. family is coming over at 5. i can't wait to see kim tonight so we can exchange presents. she really knows how to put me in a good mood. if you read this whole thing, sorry about all the complaining. it just seemed like everyone else is having a much better time on christmas than me.
merry christmas.
i call up rosenman and we go x-mas shopping together. which was actually fun. i stole an orange ball from target, cuz im badass. and i almost ran over a guy at the mall. lol on purpose. alright, well, after i dropped rosenman off at home, i went back to my house. needless to say, my dad starts complaining about me and all this junk and he ends his rant upon a "when are you leaving and getting out of my life?" i reply with a quick "i could leave right now. SEEE YAA"
and off to scotts house i went. i figure, i wasn't too big on christmas so i had to go to another place that wasn't too big on christmas either. jews. i love them. So yes, i celebrated channukah on christmas eve they even let me light the menorah. lol so me and scott rented boondock saints and watched it. it totally kicked ass. then we went over to the welsh's to hang out with john and v. good times. really got my mind off the whole parental problem.
so i came home. and went to sleep. figured everything would be better in the morning. WRONG. parents are barely talking. father still being an asshole. i wrapped my parents presents together. i got my dad animal house and the blues brothers on dvd. and i got my mom this nice candle set. so ummm my mom opens it and she really likes the candles :-D BUT my dad won't even look at what i got him. he told my mom he didnt want anything from me. well, thats cool. im glad i went christmas shopping yesterday for you, dad. you bastard. at least my mom is awesome.
i didnt ask for anything from my parents except for me to not be in debt anymore. (lawyer's fees, court stuff) so i opened my stocking and there was a note from my mom that said "your debts are forgiven" which was totally awesome. and she also got me the family guy dvds which she totally didnt have to do. my moms cool. my dad sucks.
well, i guess ill see how the rest of the day goes. family is coming over at 5. i can't wait to see kim tonight so we can exchange presents. she really knows how to put me in a good mood. if you read this whole thing, sorry about all the complaining. it just seemed like everyone else is having a much better time on christmas than me.
merry christmas.