I had an absolute ball at Darien Lake, my friends somehow convinced me to go on every single roller coaster in the theme park.
Archives for August, 2007
She-who-shall-not-be-named is pregnant, again. Due date? My birthday, February 28th. As imagined, I am far from thrilled. I absolutely adore my baby brother, Liam, but the desire for other siblings definitely wasn’t there. Especially ones who are half-evil. She-who-shall-not-be-named says that she will keep on trying until she gets what she wants, a girl (story of her life). Call me spiteful, but I hope that she is incapable of conceiving a girl and instead has ten boys who pick at her soul and make every day of her existence miserable.
A few rather drastic occurrences have graced their presence in my life lately.
I am just way too fucking tired to tell you about them now.
Tomorrow brings the dawn of nine days spent with my father, she-who-shall-not-be-named, the gossip gramps and my two brothers. I am hardly thrilled. I have yet to even fathom what I could possibly do with myself while in their presence. I take every chance I can to avoid she-who-shall-not-be-named, and now I am stuck with her for nine days.
Nine fucking days.
Packing is almost completed, my iTunes and iPod updated for the trip, and now all that there is left to do is shower and wonder what the hell I am getting myself into.