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Dec. 25th, 2006 06:59 amNoyeux Joël! Or equivalent. Or replacement.
I think it should be "Merry light and shiny thing day!"...
I think it should be "Merry light and shiny thing day!"...
Dec. 25th, 2006
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Dec. 25th, 2006 08:11 pmSeriously. Last time ever i came up here for christmas. I'm done with this.
This year, not only is it the same crap as usual, but they also decided that i was going to sit at the kid's table, away from the rest of the family, and with the young cousin and niece and all. (6-8 years old or so.)
And they also got rid of most of the couches, so it's a GOOD thing i brought that stupid inflatable bed. Because otherwise, there would be absolutely no other place to sleep than the floor, even during the day.
The meals are also stretching on forever and ever as usual, ran away for now, kinda unnoticed. And as usual, they insist on making us do all the "Yes, my favorite aunt that i love very much, please give me that (ridiculously small piece of meat that nobody wanted when the adult's table got the first picks)" crap...
As usual, they have absolutely no problem with talking about me as if i wasn't there during the meal.
And bleh, being yelled at now for being on the computer, need to go...
Blargh.
Oh, yeah, i'm apparently horrible for using my "machines" and not joining in the fun.
This year, not only is it the same crap as usual, but they also decided that i was going to sit at the kid's table, away from the rest of the family, and with the young cousin and niece and all. (6-8 years old or so.)
And they also got rid of most of the couches, so it's a GOOD thing i brought that stupid inflatable bed. Because otherwise, there would be absolutely no other place to sleep than the floor, even during the day.
The meals are also stretching on forever and ever as usual, ran away for now, kinda unnoticed. And as usual, they insist on making us do all the "Yes, my favorite aunt that i love very much, please give me that (ridiculously small piece of meat that nobody wanted when the adult's table got the first picks)" crap...
As usual, they have absolutely no problem with talking about me as if i wasn't there during the meal.
And bleh, being yelled at now for being on the computer, need to go...
Blargh.
Oh, yeah, i'm apparently horrible for using my "machines" and not joining in the fun.