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alright, bit of a rant here. hope you like rants.
so dave. my oldest brother. a 32 year old. lives with my family. many things mentally wrong with him.
i hate him. a lot. and i know i wont cry when he dies. and im sure lots of people have said this, and wouldnt really follow through, because theyre family, right? but you see, i have reasons to hate him. good reasons. but this isnt about why i hate him. im not going to tell you that one, its very personal. im here to talk about why he annoys me. makes me angry. he sits on me when im on the couch, and he weighs three times my weight, at least. and he only sits on me when im with tiffany watching tv or a movie. there may be a little room from me to the arm of the couch, and he'll sit right there. but he's bigger than the room between me and the arm of the couch. so he sits on me. and doesn't move. and doesn't say anything about it. and it hurts my leg. and makes my leg lose blood circulation. and he smells all the time. when i say smells, i dont mean the whole, ewww b.o., i mean the whole, b.o. from three weeks of wearing the same clothes each day. and he'll think tiffany and i are bet of friends with him, when all we want is free time with each other. and he'll make really annoying comments, or questions, or jokes that he'll laugh at and poke you in the side with his elbow to try and make you laugh with him, cuz the "bud in the side" is gonna make you laugh or suddenly think its funny, of course.
now for today. different person. dont usually rant too much about them. but its needed.
my mom. very forgetful lately. very illogical, the opposite of me. makes things up she thinks she did. yelled at me today because i apparently zoned out to the tv when she "told me 4 times" to get moving to get my tickets. rather amusing since i told her we had to do everything today so prices dont go up. see a few weeks ago we were looking at prices for tickets. pretty good prices. i said "alright lets get these tickets." she said she wanted to wait and look for more offers. except we never went back to it. she yelled at me for that, when she found out prices had gone up by $200, which was obviously going to happen since its airline tickets and waiting means less tickets and the companies knowing more people are buying tickets. so anyways, getting back to today, apparently my mom has the exact same humor as dave. god does that hurt my ears. very stupid, stupid jokes. if you know daves jokes, you understand completely. and she wouldnt stop talking about the surrounding buildings. i didn't even look at her when she was talking about them, it was supposed to be a clue that i wasn't interested. looks like it didn't work. she fucked up horribly on getting to the place. it took us an extra hour to get there. and she wouldn't listen to me when i was telling her to backtrack if we missed a certain street we needed to take. she said we'll keep going, and that she "knows a different way." that gave us a lot of trouble getting to the place, AND getting back home, because she insisted on taking a different route so she could save $3 for the toll. that added and extra 30 minutes to the car ride, because she got lost doing it her way as well. oh, and she ran a red light and almost hit oncoming traffic that was turning. so today was not a very fun car ride. i decided i am very happy about getting my license on the 9th. soon enough for me, at least. i also decided im never driving with my mom to boston again.
Well, i think im done. i certainly got a lot out. and you guys got to read something, too. considering i never write, it must be a special occassion for you guys or something. considering it only comes about ones every 2 or 3 months.
so dave. my oldest brother. a 32 year old. lives with my family. many things mentally wrong with him.
i hate him. a lot. and i know i wont cry when he dies. and im sure lots of people have said this, and wouldnt really follow through, because theyre family, right? but you see, i have reasons to hate him. good reasons. but this isnt about why i hate him. im not going to tell you that one, its very personal. im here to talk about why he annoys me. makes me angry. he sits on me when im on the couch, and he weighs three times my weight, at least. and he only sits on me when im with tiffany watching tv or a movie. there may be a little room from me to the arm of the couch, and he'll sit right there. but he's bigger than the room between me and the arm of the couch. so he sits on me. and doesn't move. and doesn't say anything about it. and it hurts my leg. and makes my leg lose blood circulation. and he smells all the time. when i say smells, i dont mean the whole, ewww b.o., i mean the whole, b.o. from three weeks of wearing the same clothes each day. and he'll think tiffany and i are bet of friends with him, when all we want is free time with each other. and he'll make really annoying comments, or questions, or jokes that he'll laugh at and poke you in the side with his elbow to try and make you laugh with him, cuz the "bud in the side" is gonna make you laugh or suddenly think its funny, of course.
now for today. different person. dont usually rant too much about them. but its needed.
my mom. very forgetful lately. very illogical, the opposite of me. makes things up she thinks she did. yelled at me today because i apparently zoned out to the tv when she "told me 4 times" to get moving to get my tickets. rather amusing since i told her we had to do everything today so prices dont go up. see a few weeks ago we were looking at prices for tickets. pretty good prices. i said "alright lets get these tickets." she said she wanted to wait and look for more offers. except we never went back to it. she yelled at me for that, when she found out prices had gone up by $200, which was obviously going to happen since its airline tickets and waiting means less tickets and the companies knowing more people are buying tickets. so anyways, getting back to today, apparently my mom has the exact same humor as dave. god does that hurt my ears. very stupid, stupid jokes. if you know daves jokes, you understand completely. and she wouldnt stop talking about the surrounding buildings. i didn't even look at her when she was talking about them, it was supposed to be a clue that i wasn't interested. looks like it didn't work. she fucked up horribly on getting to the place. it took us an extra hour to get there. and she wouldn't listen to me when i was telling her to backtrack if we missed a certain street we needed to take. she said we'll keep going, and that she "knows a different way." that gave us a lot of trouble getting to the place, AND getting back home, because she insisted on taking a different route so she could save $3 for the toll. that added and extra 30 minutes to the car ride, because she got lost doing it her way as well. oh, and she ran a red light and almost hit oncoming traffic that was turning. so today was not a very fun car ride. i decided i am very happy about getting my license on the 9th. soon enough for me, at least. i also decided im never driving with my mom to boston again.
Well, i think im done. i certainly got a lot out. and you guys got to read something, too. considering i never write, it must be a special occassion for you guys or something. considering it only comes about ones every 2 or 3 months.