wakeangel

So this weekend I went to visit one half of my parental units (meaning my mom and my stepdad). It was a drag I must say. I don't particularly like them so there are a million things I'd rather do. Maybe getting smacked in the face with a baseball bat would be slightly less fun... but only just. Anyway, I broke my cardinal rule when dealing with my mother. I allowed her inside my walls. It's always a bad idea to show her any aspect of my life that I work hard at and might be proud of and hope for any sort of praise. In this case I let her hear some of my music in the hopes that I would get an encouraging word or two. Big mistake. All I got was a painfully uninthusiastic "that's pretty good". The rest of the fam, my brother and stepfather, said nothing. Fuck. Why did I did do that? I should have known better than to hope for any form of encouragement or pride from her. It's never happened and it never will. The fact that my brother didn't say anything was only slightly less depressing. I learned a long time ago that praise from my family is something that'll never happened. I guess I thought maybe things would be different. I did get a new cd this weekend that is pretty damn awsome. Puppy by Fluke. It could be considered progressive electronica, whatever that means. It's actually frighteningly annoying that there are so many sub-genres inside of electronica. Oh well, it's a kick ass cd. So I'm thinking about going up to Vancouver B.C. for the christmas party. I don't know anyone there and it will be a seriously last minute thing since I work on saturdays and it's a seven hour drive. But I like road trips and it would be an interesting adventure to say the least. Anyway what would you do?

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