forced family fun
today i went to the big e again, but this time with my whole family. it was fun until the end. i enjoyed seeing my parents and little sisters because i dont see them often because going to windsor makes me want to puke. i hate the drive, snow, and lack of breathing space, so i try to go there as little as possible.
forced family fun day is one thing but please someone remind me that i dont like the big e anymore! why did i even suggest going there AGAIN??? getting free tickets was nice (thank you so much raymond. my parents really did appreciate it) but it was impossible trying to keep at a good pace because two young children do not walk as fast as adults do. plus lugging a carriage around any park is not a nice ordeal. we also lost each other several times, losing crucial time that we could be looking at shit and getting those dumb state buildings out of the way. i was so bored while my parents looked at "homeowners shit" as i tagged along and felt like i was ten again. i am still not interesting in draperies or signs for my dogs. im sorry, im still only 23 and i do not own anything. waiting for people to go to the bathroom is very wearing also. my little sister lost her jacket. it felt like a thousand degrees outside and i decided to wear jeans. i am definitely NOT a patient person, especially when im sweating my ass off. i will not be going to the big e ever again. not unless i buy a house with a hundred acres and i absolutely NEED a john deere tractor at discount thats able to tow a thousand pounds. which means i will never ever go again because i envision myself living in a city where there is no grass and i live in a nice flat, hopefully in the nice part of brooklyn. i wont have a dog, nor a guinea pig (which if anyone wants one, please, please, PLEASE take her. i will give her to you for free. just take the stinky little shit head.), but maybe a fish that doesnt fling its poo, stink, poop in a litter box, or poop on the ground. so there really is no use for me to buy anything at the big e, A, cause i wont be here (hopefully), and B, i will buy all my stuff at crate and barrel. no john deere for me.
i need to hang up the laundry i havent done for a month.
au revoir
forced family fun day is one thing but please someone remind me that i dont like the big e anymore! why did i even suggest going there AGAIN??? getting free tickets was nice (thank you so much raymond. my parents really did appreciate it) but it was impossible trying to keep at a good pace because two young children do not walk as fast as adults do. plus lugging a carriage around any park is not a nice ordeal. we also lost each other several times, losing crucial time that we could be looking at shit and getting those dumb state buildings out of the way. i was so bored while my parents looked at "homeowners shit" as i tagged along and felt like i was ten again. i am still not interesting in draperies or signs for my dogs. im sorry, im still only 23 and i do not own anything. waiting for people to go to the bathroom is very wearing also. my little sister lost her jacket. it felt like a thousand degrees outside and i decided to wear jeans. i am definitely NOT a patient person, especially when im sweating my ass off. i will not be going to the big e ever again. not unless i buy a house with a hundred acres and i absolutely NEED a john deere tractor at discount thats able to tow a thousand pounds. which means i will never ever go again because i envision myself living in a city where there is no grass and i live in a nice flat, hopefully in the nice part of brooklyn. i wont have a dog, nor a guinea pig (which if anyone wants one, please, please, PLEASE take her. i will give her to you for free. just take the stinky little shit head.), but maybe a fish that doesnt fling its poo, stink, poop in a litter box, or poop on the ground. so there really is no use for me to buy anything at the big e, A, cause i wont be here (hopefully), and B, i will buy all my stuff at crate and barrel. no john deere for me.
i need to hang up the laundry i havent done for a month.
au revoir