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so. my dad got married. that was weird. me and lindsay definitely accidentally had way too much champagne. and then accidentally went up to the attic and got way too high. lindsay isn't as horrible as i'd assumed. she's actually pretty cool. we talked a lot finally. i guess it had to be done eventually since we're going to be living with eachother within 10 days. i packed up a lot today. and.. i didn't feel too bad about it. stressed because i have so much fucking shit, but not sad. all of the not-so/semi/extremely horrible things that have happened in the last 2 years are going to be easier to forget. that's probably really stupid and self-pitying and of me to say. but like.. whenever i wash my hands in the downstairs bathroom sink i think... UGH RYAN UGH and every time i go into my dad's room i think wow my mom is such a bitch and she should be stabbed in the heart and every time a sit next to the piano i think of .. japanese people. and. yeah. i dunno. i don't want to move at fucking all and it really pisses me off that things worked out this way. but i don't have too much of a great urge to stay here. i'm going to miss a lot of people, but anyone that matters will stay in touch. anyway.
wedding rehearsal. and look. im in the back. practicing piano. because i am the family ogre and they prefer keeping me in the back and occupied. yeah. i played piano at my dads wedding. shoot me in the fucking face.
post-rehearsing. i look like wilma flinstone. :\
aw john and pat.
old people going fucking insane.
i look so drunk. wow. thats lindsay.
i did this. swear to god, no memory whatsoever.
they definitely are the grossest old couple ever.
and you know what the worst part is? 25 years from now when i show my kids my dad's wedding pictures, i'll have fucking bright fucking hideously fucking red fucking hair that i couldn't pull off if it was a g-string on a pre-paid prostitute.
wedding rehearsal. and look. im in the back. practicing piano. because i am the family ogre and they prefer keeping me in the back and occupied. yeah. i played piano at my dads wedding. shoot me in the fucking face.
post-rehearsing. i look like wilma flinstone. :\
aw john and pat.
old people going fucking insane.
i look so drunk. wow. thats lindsay.
i did this. swear to god, no memory whatsoever.
they definitely are the grossest old couple ever.
and you know what the worst part is? 25 years from now when i show my kids my dad's wedding pictures, i'll have fucking bright fucking hideously fucking red fucking hair that i couldn't pull off if it was a g-string on a pre-paid prostitute.