I hope it fucking snows all over this town tonight. I hope the city shuts down and little old ladies have to ask their disgruntled teenage neighbours to shovel their driveways. I hope the normally short trip from front doors to vehicles tomorrow involve ice picks, dog sleds, and an journey that could be described as "trudging through an icy wasteland." Now one might as why would I wish this situation on the general public.
Cause that would make tonight fucking worth it.
Work was a fucking zoo. Any idiot with a car who heard there was going to be snowstorm came into the store tonight to stock up on frozen pizza and tea. Crazy busy. Also, someone called in sick so we were short a body too. It was bazonkers.
However despite my complaining...well it was kinda fun.
Shhhhhh don't tell anybody. I trust you. Mostly.
Enough of being creepy for now.
So this last weekend I went to mum and dad's place for mum's birthday. One thing I love about my family is, even thought it was mum's birthday, I got a cheesecake made especially for me. Yep. That sound you just heard? That was the sound of awesome.
There was a big get-together at Charlene's place. I was going to say something trite about deaf parties always having awesome baked goods, but that's pretty much goes for everywhere my mom is. I had a good time. I am also really happy Jay knew how old mum was turning. I just have trouble remembering that shit. I bet he even knows how old dad is too. One of these days he's going to tell me the wrong number to put on the birthday card just to mess with me. I must admit, that would be pretty funny.
I pretty much spent the whole time at home doing brother stuff with Jay. We watched television, put on a whole bunch of kick ass music, and talked about video games. But the icing on the cake? going through his profile/inbox on PlentyofFish. That part was definitely my favourite. Nothing says male bonding like in-depth critiques on your dating life. It was pretty one sided too, and that's always fun. Well ish. In this case the one sidedness was because I don't have a dating life.
Ahh well. Life is moving on. Slowly. But I can be patient.
That's me. My roommates called around the city cause I came home late from work. Sweet or creepy? You decide.
SpAmmy
Sweepy!
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