And I can't wait. Honestly, I'm going crazy here. Added to her other stunning opinions of me, my mother apparently thinks I'm a heartless bitch. Not that she said the words, but she might as well have. It would have saved a lot of lecturing.
"Not everyone can turn their feelings off like you can."
Ya well, just because you don't see them, doesn't mean they aren't there. But really, thanks for coming out. Glad your opinion of me just keeps sinking. Let's see...what does that bring me up to? Oh right, I am a bitter, cynical, alcoholic bitch. Great. Does wonderful things for the old ego, doesn't it?
We buried my grandma's ashes yesturday. And I'm sure my "turning off of my feelings" was duly noted. There was only about a dozen of us, so it was nice. We had a luncheon afterward which mum and I mostly got together. And then cleaned up. And then the hour and a half car ride back. Ugh. I think the high point was, while I was trying to sleep, mum shouting "look! A train!". Wowee, a train. Be still my beating heart.
So ya, great times. I'm going to work. Woot.
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thems trains are exciting things, don't ya know...good luck with moving in, i think you'll have fun there!
Yay bitter, cynical, alcoholic bitch! Aren't we all that, at heart? I sure am. Good luck with the move, I'm sure that it will be swell.
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