conceal those thoughts that linger on your breath
Yes, I have a laptop.
No, it's not for public, general use just because I can carry it from room to room.
Yes, I have no problem looking up directions if asked nicely.
No, I don't appreciate you looking up MORE Disney shit to buy while I'm trying to use MY LAPTOP.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU???
Last night I was trying to relax after a grueling day at the Carlsbad Outlets. Let me tell you, that place sucks balls. We, residents of California, know of better outlets. But no, SOME ONE told Dany's wife that Carlsbad had AWESOME outlets and she kept insisting on going to those no matter how many times we told her that we'd never been there but we DID know of others. So off we go, driving two or so hours to fucking Carlsbad and the shittiest, smallest outlets of all time.
I'm done with the place in about half an hour, but no, not her. Whatever. We split off and left her with her demon children and I got Christmas stuff. My dad bought me some new shoes from Vans (red and black checkerboard slip-ons) and my mom got me some much needed baking stuff from Crate & Barrel (WE HAVE MEASURING SPOONS, VAL! A WHOLE SET! YAAAAY!). So it wasn't a COMPLETE waste, but the other outlets are better.
So we finally get home and I'm trying to watch James and the Giant Peach on TV and I take out my laptop because I haven't been online all day. But apparently, because this thing is portable, it's up for grabs. Dany and his wife are asking me to look on Disneyshopping.com for luggage and after I oblige and find them what they want it craps out to: OMG WHAT ELSE IS THERE??
NOTHING. NOTHING FOR YOU. GO TO HELL. LAPTOPS ARE NOT FOR EVERYONE'S USE FOR FUCK'S SAKE!! THEY'RE STILL A PERSONAL COMPUTER. PERSONAAAALLL!!! It's not the same as Val asking me to google game tips or TV listings if I'm in the living room with it. This is grade A fuckery. And I didnt' even get to watch the goddamn movie OR hear David Thewlis because I swear to god they just got louder right when he was talking. Every. Fucking. Time.
I'm done. I am done with this. I want to go back to Santa Barbara and I am seriously talking to my dad to see if I can't leave for New Year's. I have shit to do. I have a scarf to make, Greek to practice, and movies to see. I will get none of that done with the demon children and their idiot mother. For fuck's sake I still haven't seen the Golden Compass and probably won't because the goddamn kids have a fly's attention span and would run around the theatre and just ruin it for me. And they can't go see Juno or There Will Be Blood or I Am Legend. All of which I want to see.
Don't even get me started on how I was supposed to learn to drive this break.
GRRRRRRRRR.
This is shit. Dany's my favorite uncle and I'm not even happy he's here.
If this isn't worth spring break in Scotland, I don't know what is.
edit: HOW COULD I FORGET!! Reason #1 I hate them being here right now: my mom has been so busy being hostess that she didn't have time to buy anything to make cochinita pibil, which is our usual Christmas dinner. So tonight we're having steaks, because that's what Dany's wife wants. I love steak, but not for Christmas and not in place of cochinita pibil. I'm sorry but my mom's cochinita is the main reason I could never be a vegetarian. Because I would miss it too much. I don't even want to imagine how her kids are going to ruin dinner tonight with their horrible appetites. I've never seen pickier kids, I swear. >:O
No, it's not for public, general use just because I can carry it from room to room.
Yes, I have no problem looking up directions if asked nicely.
No, I don't appreciate you looking up MORE Disney shit to buy while I'm trying to use MY LAPTOP.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU???
Last night I was trying to relax after a grueling day at the Carlsbad Outlets. Let me tell you, that place sucks balls. We, residents of California, know of better outlets. But no, SOME ONE told Dany's wife that Carlsbad had AWESOME outlets and she kept insisting on going to those no matter how many times we told her that we'd never been there but we DID know of others. So off we go, driving two or so hours to fucking Carlsbad and the shittiest, smallest outlets of all time.
I'm done with the place in about half an hour, but no, not her. Whatever. We split off and left her with her demon children and I got Christmas stuff. My dad bought me some new shoes from Vans (red and black checkerboard slip-ons) and my mom got me some much needed baking stuff from Crate & Barrel (WE HAVE MEASURING SPOONS, VAL! A WHOLE SET! YAAAAY!). So it wasn't a COMPLETE waste, but the other outlets are better.
So we finally get home and I'm trying to watch James and the Giant Peach on TV and I take out my laptop because I haven't been online all day. But apparently, because this thing is portable, it's up for grabs. Dany and his wife are asking me to look on Disneyshopping.com for luggage and after I oblige and find them what they want it craps out to: OMG WHAT ELSE IS THERE??
NOTHING. NOTHING FOR YOU. GO TO HELL. LAPTOPS ARE NOT FOR EVERYONE'S USE FOR FUCK'S SAKE!! THEY'RE STILL A PERSONAL COMPUTER. PERSONAAAALLL!!! It's not the same as Val asking me to google game tips or TV listings if I'm in the living room with it. This is grade A fuckery. And I didnt' even get to watch the goddamn movie OR hear David Thewlis because I swear to god they just got louder right when he was talking. Every. Fucking. Time.
I'm done. I am done with this. I want to go back to Santa Barbara and I am seriously talking to my dad to see if I can't leave for New Year's. I have shit to do. I have a scarf to make, Greek to practice, and movies to see. I will get none of that done with the demon children and their idiot mother. For fuck's sake I still haven't seen the Golden Compass and probably won't because the goddamn kids have a fly's attention span and would run around the theatre and just ruin it for me. And they can't go see Juno or There Will Be Blood or I Am Legend. All of which I want to see.
Don't even get me started on how I was supposed to learn to drive this break.
GRRRRRRRRR.
This is shit. Dany's my favorite uncle and I'm not even happy he's here.
If this isn't worth spring break in Scotland, I don't know what is.
edit: HOW COULD I FORGET!! Reason #1 I hate them being here right now: my mom has been so busy being hostess that she didn't have time to buy anything to make cochinita pibil, which is our usual Christmas dinner. So tonight we're having steaks, because that's what Dany's wife wants. I love steak, but not for Christmas and not in place of cochinita pibil. I'm sorry but my mom's cochinita is the main reason I could never be a vegetarian. Because I would miss it too much. I don't even want to imagine how her kids are going to ruin dinner tonight with their horrible appetites. I've never seen pickier kids, I swear. >:O