If the rest of the family didn't know we were broke before, they sure as hell do now. Heh.
She-Beast, I commend you for spilling your heart out on a whim to the biggest gossip of the family. Not. Just don't come complaining to me when they all flock together with their smug, pretend sympathetic faces.
Another mediocre day that isn't particularly blogworthy. However one thing of deep amusement did happen:
My Mom and I went to the gas station today to pick up some cigarettes and the total came to around $25.00. (Frankly, I'm suprised The Bastardly Parental Units have the gall to waste money on that at the moment). My Mom went into her purse seemingly to grab her wallet when she pulled out this giant bag of quarters. So she stood there, counting out individual dollars worth in change, all the while snickering at me because she dragged me along inside.
I must say, it was an admirably sadistic moment on her part.
The Brat also came home early from her little weekend excursion, much to the displeasure of us all. Moreso because us having to go and pick her up from my Aunt's house when she was supposed to be dropped off. We don't have a particuarly large amount of money to spend on gas these days. And of course, confusion erupted whence my Grandmother called to mention that they might just drop her off at the house. Then, the complaints ensued, and my Mom ended up spilling her guts out over the phone.
Heh. Nice.
Really, it's great to get such frequent reminders of why I love being antisocial. Thank you, I'll just stay holed up in my room pretending that there is no such thing as an outside world. Only the dark place in my head, and the Internet.
So in conclusion, I end this evening with a well resounding "fuck you" to the real world. Why? You're almost as twisted as my world.
And that's just uncalled for. Heh.
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