Nov 08, 2008 14:42
On my birthday, my father calls me and tells me "it's time" for the 5th time. Meaning, he feels death is near. He's survived a lot more than most people... brown recluse bite, quadruple bypass heart surgery... but his body has been eating itself these past years. I wonder how much longer he really has this time.
My great uncle finally passed away; again, my family finds itself in that surreal position of waiting for someone to die. He had a flesh eating parasite on his foot, and needed an operation to get rid of it; but the doctors said that, given his age, there was a high fatality rate during the procedure. As we later realized, this was their way of putting it to us gently. He was placed in comfort care soon after, and the inevitable came at last.
We've taken care of him for the past 13 years. No one else in my family would have taken him in. Now that he's gone, everyone is so helpful with the funeral process. My aunt in particular is a greedy, vindictive snake. She always has been; everyone knows. She never came to see my great uncle, never called, never did anything at all... and the moment he dies, she tries to seize his estate, become executor, etc. There's not much she can do~ my great uncle named mom executor and all. But that she has the gall to try... that she would see us kicked out of our house, which my great uncle owned, and sell it to fatten her purse. Fuck off, bitch.
And what a bad day at work yesterday =P I decided to be nice and cover for a co-worker. I was on bar all day long... and no one at the register would expedite their coffees or teas, or put names on their orders. People would take other people's drinks, the line would back up as we had to remake them or fetch someone their teas. Of course, everyone had the most picky orders too. People got snappy and irritable. The line never stopped. So much for being nice for a co-worker =p But toward the end of the day when it was dying down, one customer started an actual conversation with me. He complimented my shirt style. That made me feel better; it was the only nice thing anyone said to me all day =)
And today, I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go. My Karaoke thing is falling through. I thought a week and a half advance notice would be long enough to get the day off work, decide if people wanted to come, etc... but whatever. I had a feeling it was a losing battle. Everyone keeps calling me and canceling at the last minute today =P Not one person came in the end.
It reminds me of my 11th birthday; I'd invited all my friends, and none of them came; except for one. He was so stoked, thinking that he was the only one I'd invited... that he only invited me for his birthday =) I thought that was so cool.
Naturally, I'm disappointed. But what can you do?
Fuck it all. You know?
On positive notes, I might have an internship with some publishing agency =) The Embarcadero Ice Skating rink is opening up soon! I'd love to get people together for that, but given my current gathering organizational skills, I think I'll keep it to myself for now. I want to take Roxy and Alice out to dinner... Roxy has a natural beauty, and we get along great. I can see us making it in a relationship. People can sense the closeness when we're out together... we say we're brother and sister =) Alice is beautiful and exotic; we also get along well. I don't know her as well as I know Roxy, though.