Jan 12, 2010 12:41
I really despise that I am basically forced to send Dad Christmas/Birthday/Father's Day cards (thank God he is ok with lame e-cards that don't cost me too much time) because I will get a nasty e-mail from the SheBeast telling me how ungrateful I am for all of the work he and she have done for me over the years, and why can't I do something so simple as wish him a happy birthday?? This happened to Sis at Christmas... I sent the obligatory e-card thanking them for the poisoned homemade candy and gift cards on the 23rd and reminded her, but she forgot. So, on the 27th she got this hideous email from the SheBeast bitching her out for being an ungrateful child that she couldn't even send a thank you to acknowledge their generosity. Sis sidestepped this by saying she was waiting until after Christmas to send out handwritten cards (which she hasn't done), and there was no reason to be offended. This is the kind of shit I dealt with every day when they were talking to me and, well, acknowledging my existence, really. I am SO GLAD OMG that I don't have to deal with them at all, even though the county system is such a pain in my ass. Today is his birthday, and I so DO NOT WANT to send him a card acknowledging his existence. I don't think I'll be sending him any more after this, however. I don't care for his once-a-year hush money (and "see how generous I was to my ungrateful daughter" brag money) enough to continue to even put forth the minimal effort it takes to send the e-cards. Certainly not on Father's Day. If there's one card he doesn't deserve, it's that one. Bastard.
In better news: Sis finally got advised, registered, and paid up for school! It turns out that we're considered out-of-district for Houston Community College, so her tuition would be double of what was expected. So she turned another CC out in our area (Lone Star, to which I will be applying at some point). Turns out that the nursing program through LSCC will be easier. Also, the campus is about 5 miles from the house, instead of 30. She's happy, and that's what really matters. Now to start getting my shit together and look at starting classes myself in the summer. I need to get back into school and do something with my life.
Third, this whole Mark McGwire thing... Oy VEY. He swears that he was only taking steroids to help with injuries so he could play. Unfortunately, that's totally impossible. Well, not impossible, but it doesn't explain everything away. To reduce inflammation from injury, you take corticosteroids. To add muscle, you take anabolic steroids. Two different kinds that do two different things. If he was taking corticosteroids for inflammation, he might have gotten puffy (as some cause you to retain fluid), but not bulked up like he did. To get that much muscle mass, you have to take illegal anabolic steroids. Period. And, unfortunately, I have a feeling that he wouldn't have made that homerun record without the extra muscle. He was a great hitter before, but he wasn't able to consistently hit them out of the park until those final seasons with the Cardinals. So disappointed. Between the salary strike and steroids, the players themselves have ruined America's Pastime. Bastards.
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