you smartass.
i just think it's bullshit because we don't have a close relationship at all and i was just here for HER party and while she is ill, she is not dying.

she's not even old, she's 60! why they would want me there is baffling; i have problems of my own that i need to take care of, i had to take off work spontaneously because of this, i don't care if they paid.

That is kind of odd. Sounds like they're being a bit manipulative with you.

I have family like that, too. When I first moved back to the same area where my dad lives, he expected me to call him and let him know whenever I was going out of town for the weekend or on vacation. This was when I was like 36. He'd get seriously pissed if we took off for Chicago or Minneapolis for the day without letting him know: "What if something happened here, or to you guys on the road?"

I'm actually glad I now live 1,000 miles away.

they are being manipulative. i really don't know what they think they're gonna get out of me because the answer is jack shit.



i would, but he's in ny.

i did go shopping with my cousin and bought a nice pair of shoes.

WHAT ABOUT ME!!!!

You big baby.

who's a baby? me?

Yes you, you big baby.

i must be aging well.

Why, are you a short-ass?

Don't forget the stockings then.

Do you dance alone at home as well? I can't get enough. I'm jiving in between posts today.

get some beatle boots

i was groooovin for a while and then i decided to download some shit so i can grooooove some more

funky fresh!

i just realized that maybe they just made you go home so they could feed you.

i don't have that kind of family.

oh. so sorry.

*hugs*

well my grandma did said my legs looked like they were about to snap in half when i visited her the other day but that's about it.

shit, no wonder you don't get along.

my grandmothers used to cook for about 10 people every day. fun times.

anyway, we're going to be in new york in september-- maybe we can bring you some provisions?

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oh, it's september already. sweet.

patty cake patty cake bakers man
make me a cake as fast as you can!

eh! enough with he sugar! you need a spanish tortilla loaded with veggies, on some fresh bread, smothered in olive oil, and sprinkled with sea salt.

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i made one with sardines the other day. the pleasure! the pleasure!

now i want a taco you bastard
looks like i just figured out whats for dinner. i'm going to nachomamas!

dinner? i haven't even had lunch yet. but good for you! get some cash from the parental units & enjoy. food is life, bitch. live a little.

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ps- i made the most magnificent pesto yesterday. going for a 2nd round tonight. i decided to eat it with some rigatoni, so the little holes get stuffed w/ extra deliciousness. hmmm.... pesto...