The weather is ... awful. I was so cold by the time I got to work yesterday morning that I couldn't move my hands for 45 minutes and I was wearing fucking mitts! Ridiculous. It's going to be a high of -26C with a -43 windchill tomorrow too. I wish I could just stay inside all day, but I know I have to go out and pick up groceries and gifts for people. Stupid Winnipeg. Stupid Arctic cold front. Absolutely stupid. If I don't ever type anything again - it's because all of my limbs have frozen off and I'm just one big stub.
Soooooooo my dad cancelled Christmas! Hah. I love it. Here's the summary of events:
My dad flipped and cancelled the "family" dinner on the 23rd, to which my brother reacted by telling him to grow up and stop acting like a 12 year old (BAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE IT!!). So when my dad called me to try and bitch about my brother and I not caring and us needing to "grow up", I simply stated that it was his choice to cancel the dinner and insult my brother and I. I told him I would have the family dinner at my place instead so my cousin's son can at least experience a happy family Christmas. No reason to have him grow up with memories of torn family gatherings which end in fighting... So it's gonna be me, my brother, my two cousins, and my cousin's son spending Christmas together - it'll be nice, I'm gonna make a dinner and my cousin is bringing the dessert (I'm sure you all know by now that I'm a dessert freak).
I think my dad was more upset by my calm reaction than anything, he probably thought I would explode and then my brother and I would call him back apologizing, etc. I just don't feel guilty though... I've been the cause of family disputes for ... shit, probably 7 years now or something. I'm used to the arguements and low blow remarks... unfortunately I think my brother is quite hurt by it all.
I think he's still dealing with my grandmother's death though... she was killed by a hit and run, drunk, coke freak just a few weeks before Christmas two years ago. She was already the backbone of holding that side of the family together, and now she is gone and it's hard for everyone, but especially hard for him. I know he misses her and finds it lonely without her around... but this is the wrong way of dealing with it. Now he has left my brother feeling that he is choosing our step mother over us, seeing as he's decided to cut us out of the picture and spend the entire holiday period with her family (which my father and step mother have both stated are crazy and drive them both insane in the past). I need to make this a wicked Christmas, one for the ol' memory bank... I owe it to my brother, he's helped me get through so much. How am I going to pull this off?
I <3 holidays fuck. No really, I do. HAH!
Sorry guys, didn't realize I typed a novel... I'll now write what I had intended to write earlier before all of that crap occured...
JonasMott - You totally have the same mindset as I do. It's kind of freaky, you're the male version of me... or perhaps I'm the female version of you. I've now become intrigued and need to find out more about the way your mind works, your moral values, aspirations, history, etc. Would you mind if I crawled into your mind for a bit? I won't tamper with anything - I swear!
moonpieking - First, I love your username, I just thought I'd note that. Secondly, being straight forward in your writing is mint. Don't ever change that. I'm a horrible poem writer... I just can't get my emotions to flow in so many words. When I attempt to write poetry or lyrics for a song it comes out as more of a controversial (that spelling looks funny) debate with myself.
So tell me peoples, what do you all do for work? I know I've rambled on and on about my employment hah.
I'm filled with lust today. It won't go away. I went to bed this way, woke up this way, will probably remain this way all day. I need to be ravaged *siGhz*.
Cheers all.
Soooooooo my dad cancelled Christmas! Hah. I love it. Here's the summary of events:
My dad flipped and cancelled the "family" dinner on the 23rd, to which my brother reacted by telling him to grow up and stop acting like a 12 year old (BAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE IT!!). So when my dad called me to try and bitch about my brother and I not caring and us needing to "grow up", I simply stated that it was his choice to cancel the dinner and insult my brother and I. I told him I would have the family dinner at my place instead so my cousin's son can at least experience a happy family Christmas. No reason to have him grow up with memories of torn family gatherings which end in fighting... So it's gonna be me, my brother, my two cousins, and my cousin's son spending Christmas together - it'll be nice, I'm gonna make a dinner and my cousin is bringing the dessert (I'm sure you all know by now that I'm a dessert freak).
I think my dad was more upset by my calm reaction than anything, he probably thought I would explode and then my brother and I would call him back apologizing, etc. I just don't feel guilty though... I've been the cause of family disputes for ... shit, probably 7 years now or something. I'm used to the arguements and low blow remarks... unfortunately I think my brother is quite hurt by it all.
I think he's still dealing with my grandmother's death though... she was killed by a hit and run, drunk, coke freak just a few weeks before Christmas two years ago. She was already the backbone of holding that side of the family together, and now she is gone and it's hard for everyone, but especially hard for him. I know he misses her and finds it lonely without her around... but this is the wrong way of dealing with it. Now he has left my brother feeling that he is choosing our step mother over us, seeing as he's decided to cut us out of the picture and spend the entire holiday period with her family (which my father and step mother have both stated are crazy and drive them both insane in the past). I need to make this a wicked Christmas, one for the ol' memory bank... I owe it to my brother, he's helped me get through so much. How am I going to pull this off?
I <3 holidays fuck. No really, I do. HAH!
Sorry guys, didn't realize I typed a novel... I'll now write what I had intended to write earlier before all of that crap occured...
JonasMott - You totally have the same mindset as I do. It's kind of freaky, you're the male version of me... or perhaps I'm the female version of you. I've now become intrigued and need to find out more about the way your mind works, your moral values, aspirations, history, etc. Would you mind if I crawled into your mind for a bit? I won't tamper with anything - I swear!
moonpieking - First, I love your username, I just thought I'd note that. Secondly, being straight forward in your writing is mint. Don't ever change that. I'm a horrible poem writer... I just can't get my emotions to flow in so many words. When I attempt to write poetry or lyrics for a song it comes out as more of a controversial (that spelling looks funny) debate with myself.
So tell me peoples, what do you all do for work? I know I've rambled on and on about my employment hah.
I'm filled with lust today. It won't go away. I went to bed this way, woke up this way, will probably remain this way all day. I need to be ravaged *siGhz*.
Cheers all.
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Job....
I used to have one of those, and then the boss man of the place had to get all stupid. I was a lead at a chroming plant and watched over about 7 people. I made descent money, but I cant take "insert foul word here" from people. I recently bought a domain name to sell my own designed apparel, try that I suppose.
[Edited on Dec 24, 2004 2:18PM]