the weekend of hell.
Friday: went to car show with chris and a baked mark. went drinking down at the blackbear with liz after.
Saturday: Went to see my uncle Jon who i see maybe once every 5 yrs. saw my cousin from that side of the family. odd, cause my uncle is a guy who has destroyed his body and lived on welfare for a long time, but his son is one of those successful guys who worked his ass off to get everything in life. got a lil drunk, snoozed after takeout chinese. went home.
Sunday: took neals place as black sheep in the family when i went off on my uncle don in victoria. the conversation was this:
Don: hey scott congrats on the transplant. i didnt know they could make a beard from pubic hair.
Scott: Hey don, congrats on the obesity-related heart attack thats coming in the next six months or so.
he's fat. only person i felt bad for was my grandma for having to see that. love my grandma. she fixes my pants.
Monday: After a night of awkwardness, I go back to vancouver with my family and go to my uncle Joe's for dinner. Told brother tom to "get fucked" quite loudly in the kitchen and recieved some gasping. Everyone thinks my sourness is alcohol related. its not. i was sober both sunday and monday. I just cant seem to stand my family, both close and extended anymore.
on a happier note, i am in winnipeg on the 26th!!!!
Saturday: Went to see my uncle Jon who i see maybe once every 5 yrs. saw my cousin from that side of the family. odd, cause my uncle is a guy who has destroyed his body and lived on welfare for a long time, but his son is one of those successful guys who worked his ass off to get everything in life. got a lil drunk, snoozed after takeout chinese. went home.
Sunday: took neals place as black sheep in the family when i went off on my uncle don in victoria. the conversation was this:
Don: hey scott congrats on the transplant. i didnt know they could make a beard from pubic hair.
Scott: Hey don, congrats on the obesity-related heart attack thats coming in the next six months or so.
he's fat. only person i felt bad for was my grandma for having to see that. love my grandma. she fixes my pants.
Monday: After a night of awkwardness, I go back to vancouver with my family and go to my uncle Joe's for dinner. Told brother tom to "get fucked" quite loudly in the kitchen and recieved some gasping. Everyone thinks my sourness is alcohol related. its not. i was sober both sunday and monday. I just cant seem to stand my family, both close and extended anymore.
on a happier note, i am in winnipeg on the 26th!!!!