Why did I ever leave the house?

Nov 27, 2010 20:38

I'm staying at my mom's house until the 3rd to dog sit Cody. She missed another court date last Thursday and spent Thanksgiving in jail. 4th stint in 2 years. When will it stop?

I spent Thanksgiving with my cousins on my dad's side of the family and my brother. It was a great dinner with a good couple of rounds of Euchre after the fact. Carrie (my cousin Dave's wife) and I did a nice job of shutting the boys up when they talked so much smack about how good they all were. We shut both teams down until the time constraint (I decided to go Black Friday shopping for the first time in 12 years...bad idea) and Dan's trash talk getting into my head fucked our game.

Our adventures in shopping led us to Walmart at midnight where we encountered mass Zhu Zhu pet hysteria that started the shopping early because people couldn't control themselves. It was like a sickening domino effect...a few screams, a stampede and then the sound of the plastic covering the sale items ripping....and people just like raving mad lunatics. I was genuinely terrified and severely exhausted after we left.

We debated going to Target for the 4am sale, but the line was ridiculously long to just get in, so we left to go to Sears. After that, I gave up and went home after I had to take a codeine to numb the intense pain in my back and entire body. I guess my cousins ended up going back to Target and got everything they wanted. I ended up sleeping until 1 in the afternoon.

I distinctly remember saying 12 years ago that I was never doing that again. And it wasn't nearly as bad then as it is now. Too many ignorant and selfish fucks for me to handle. I'm doing the rest online. It was just too much and in the end, it was probably a good idea I quit when I did or else I probably would have gotten arrested for cutting a bitch.

wtf, family

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