Another Friday night
I just finished my tasty dinner of pizza and a piece of leftover pecan pie and am finally getting to settle down from a hectic day of work and prepare for what almost guarantees to be a wacky weekend.
First, it’s New Year’s weekend. I’ll be spending it with
hollydb. We don’t really drink or party, but we may have a glass of wine as we sit in her basement and hang out. It’s a New Year’s tradition more than 5 years in the running.
Second, my eldest uncle Ronnie seems to be on the verge of death. He had a stroke about seven years ago and has since been in a wheelchair unable to eat and talk. He’s battled several medical problems, but this time he’s gotten bad enough that Hospice has been called it. He lives in St. Louis but plans on being buried in my dad’s hometown. It’s one of those things that is just sad-because not only is death sad, but so is the life that he’s been forced to live over the past few years.
Third, Mikey is leaving for a cruise to the Bahamas Sunday morning. I am so excited for him since he never gets to go anywhere. He deserves it so much.
Fourth, my dad is going to crack down on Greg. I think he’s waiting for New Year’s as well as my uncle. He’s going to demand that Greg take a drug test or stop working there. He also cut off Heather’s paychecks that she’s been getting for a couple months. Heather says she wants to come back to work, but I don’t think it’s a good idea (socially as well as the fact that she is a terrible data-keeper).
Fifth, Jenni’s back. She went by work this morning before I got there and was all kiss-ass to my dad, Mikey and Greg. Apparently she’s going to be in town until around the 9th, but only smiled when my dad asked if she was going to come out to the house to see her granny. I didn’t want to tell Mikey that I’m really too pissed to see her anyway.
I’ve moved on from her being unreasonably angry with me about the incident with my mom to being hurt and angry with the way she treated me this year. I can’t get over her blasé letter that she sent to my dad last spring when she knew that I was practically dying and doctor’s were racing against time and my body to find out what was wrong with me. I had dropped my classes and lost nearly 60 lbs and was so weak I couldn’t even go barely leave my bed to go to the hospital for tests. She knew all of that and not only didn’t call me, but had the balls to write and say “I hear all is well…I got a job at the library and it beats washing dishes.” (My first on-campus job was washing dishes because I couldn’t get my dream job of working in the library. Which she knew.)
So yeah…kinda bitter. There’s a Dixie Chick’s song called Not Ready to Make Nice. It really fits my feelings about her right now.
And to top off her…ugh…she had the balls to ask some guy that she graduated with (not even one of her closer friends) who I guess she’s been flirting with recently to get her way, to drive all the way to South Dakota to pick her up and drive her to Springfield, MO. A 9 hour drive!!!! And she didn’t care that she was imposing on someone. Doesn’t really surprise me since she had someone she had just met when she first started up there drive her all the way from SD to Sioux City, Iowa in the middle of the night so she could catch a flight here for Thanksgiving. I just…to impose on people like that without really caring…I don’t get it…
Lastly, to top off the wackiness they are about to execute Saddam Hussein. I don’t know if it’s going to spike the violence in Iraq or if the violence is already too much out of control. I just feel that something might happen.
Sorry for the family ramblings. And I apologize in advance that this will not be the last time this weekend that I bitch about Jennifer for sure. I just…I don’t understand how she can be such a selfish and self-centered person.
But yeah…off to relax, watch TV and possibly clean my room.
Thanks to all my friends who had given me iPod and/or MySpace advice! You guys are the best!!