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i've been gone for almost 3 weeks. just got back today. i went up to sunnyvale with lysette to see her family up in nor cal. we stayed in sunnyvale for 2 nights then went up to lake almanor. they own a house in a country club up there. the whole area was pretty peaceful. the mountains were covered with trees. i don't think i've seen that before, it was pretty neat. that whole area has such a friendly/family vibe. they have special events almost every day there. the first sunday was a CCR/Eagles cover band. lyssa and i got drunk and danced. then they played a slow song and we slow danced, it was tender. All we did there was relax, go to the beach to read, swim, ride wave runners it felt really nice.
1 week into the trip: lyssa's older brother (Ben) makes it up to the cabin and all hell breaks loose. He can not get along with his little brother (Logan) for more than a 20 minutes. so after ben comes over they're fighting and fighting and fighting and fighting. when they're not fighting, ben is fighting with his mom. they say the most fucked up shit to each other considering they're family it was ridiculous. i wanted to smack those kids almost every single day for how they treated their mom. so basically lyssa and i just hang out in our room the majority of the time because who the fuck wants to be in the middle of WWIII?
almost 2 weeks into the trip: lyssa's mom has been drinking since like 2 in the afternoon. 10pm rolls around and her mom calls lyssa out of our room to talk to her. she yells at lyssa for constantly hiding in the "bat cave" and not spending time with family. she then proceeds to tell her how terrible of an influence i am on her and that i smoke cigarettes and drink whiskey. (in case you didn't know, i've known lyssa as a cigarette smoker longer than i've known her name. she was also the one that got ME into whiskey. and i don't even drink it that much.) she also says that im a slob and that she's been cleaning up after me ever since we got there. THIS IS COMPLETE BULL SHIT. the only time she had to pick up after me was when i forgot to bring my books back into our room because i was studying. and guess what, if i did leave a mess, she should cut me some slack since I was constantly picking up after HER children (ben and logan). she would say something like "ben can you please take out the trash" BEN: "Nic take out the trash". and i did it of course because they're giving me a free place to stay for vacation. i also helped lyssa with the dishes every night and the night lyssa's mom decides to say im a slob is also the day I COOKED HER DINNER. oh and also... all of this is being said right out side my door so i could hear everything. so pretty much drama for the rest of the trip ensues. on the drive back to sunnyvale we take two cars. lyssa, devil mom and logan in one car. ben and i in the other car. lyssa tells her mom that everything she said about me was absolutely not ok, completely incorrect and rude. we all stop at the same gas station and her mom apologizes to me. this is what she says: "nic, im sorry for any ill feelings between us. i just want the best for lyssa". so i roll my eyes, walk past her and tap her shoulder with my shoulder on the way to ben's car. when we get back to the house she apologizes again after (from what lyssa says) a half hour of crying in the car on the way back. she says "im so sorry" (hugs) "no really, what i did was not ok, im sorry" so it wasn't as awkward.
except when we got back we got to deal with the step dad. lyssa's mom doesn't work. she married steve. steve was the CEO of creative labs (one of the major computer accesory companies). he was making 200k a month. he got fired. lyssa's mom no longer loves steve. i wonder why??? he still makes 5k a month as a consultant though. anyway, when we get back we're all unpacking and steve is just outside... watching (he is super super super lazy). lyssa's mom notices a bunch of nuts and bolts scattered on the lawn as we get back. she asks steve why there are a bunch of nuts and bolts on the lawn and his response: "i don't know.. WHY DON"T YOU PICK THEM UP!" i thought htat was pretty hilarious.
later that night steve is taking up the entire couch lying down and watching tv. all the seats are taken so im standing to the side watching, trying not to be rude. eventually steve gets up to leave but as he does so... he farts on me.
that's my vacation.
oh i also went to san francisco and bought a record player from goodwill for 15 bucks and it works!
1 week into the trip: lyssa's older brother (Ben) makes it up to the cabin and all hell breaks loose. He can not get along with his little brother (Logan) for more than a 20 minutes. so after ben comes over they're fighting and fighting and fighting and fighting. when they're not fighting, ben is fighting with his mom. they say the most fucked up shit to each other considering they're family it was ridiculous. i wanted to smack those kids almost every single day for how they treated their mom. so basically lyssa and i just hang out in our room the majority of the time because who the fuck wants to be in the middle of WWIII?
almost 2 weeks into the trip: lyssa's mom has been drinking since like 2 in the afternoon. 10pm rolls around and her mom calls lyssa out of our room to talk to her. she yells at lyssa for constantly hiding in the "bat cave" and not spending time with family. she then proceeds to tell her how terrible of an influence i am on her and that i smoke cigarettes and drink whiskey. (in case you didn't know, i've known lyssa as a cigarette smoker longer than i've known her name. she was also the one that got ME into whiskey. and i don't even drink it that much.) she also says that im a slob and that she's been cleaning up after me ever since we got there. THIS IS COMPLETE BULL SHIT. the only time she had to pick up after me was when i forgot to bring my books back into our room because i was studying. and guess what, if i did leave a mess, she should cut me some slack since I was constantly picking up after HER children (ben and logan). she would say something like "ben can you please take out the trash" BEN: "Nic take out the trash". and i did it of course because they're giving me a free place to stay for vacation. i also helped lyssa with the dishes every night and the night lyssa's mom decides to say im a slob is also the day I COOKED HER DINNER. oh and also... all of this is being said right out side my door so i could hear everything. so pretty much drama for the rest of the trip ensues. on the drive back to sunnyvale we take two cars. lyssa, devil mom and logan in one car. ben and i in the other car. lyssa tells her mom that everything she said about me was absolutely not ok, completely incorrect and rude. we all stop at the same gas station and her mom apologizes to me. this is what she says: "nic, im sorry for any ill feelings between us. i just want the best for lyssa". so i roll my eyes, walk past her and tap her shoulder with my shoulder on the way to ben's car. when we get back to the house she apologizes again after (from what lyssa says) a half hour of crying in the car on the way back. she says "im so sorry" (hugs) "no really, what i did was not ok, im sorry" so it wasn't as awkward.
except when we got back we got to deal with the step dad. lyssa's mom doesn't work. she married steve. steve was the CEO of creative labs (one of the major computer accesory companies). he was making 200k a month. he got fired. lyssa's mom no longer loves steve. i wonder why??? he still makes 5k a month as a consultant though. anyway, when we get back we're all unpacking and steve is just outside... watching (he is super super super lazy). lyssa's mom notices a bunch of nuts and bolts scattered on the lawn as we get back. she asks steve why there are a bunch of nuts and bolts on the lawn and his response: "i don't know.. WHY DON"T YOU PICK THEM UP!" i thought htat was pretty hilarious.
later that night steve is taking up the entire couch lying down and watching tv. all the seats are taken so im standing to the side watching, trying not to be rude. eventually steve gets up to leave but as he does so... he farts on me.
that's my vacation.
oh i also went to san francisco and bought a record player from goodwill for 15 bucks and it works!