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The Spondifferous Spectacle
Well, I woke up at ten-thirty-ish with only two hours of sleep to show for the night. I took a shower to wake my ass up, so that maybe I could make it through the day at Granny's. Though not as bad as school, Granny's house is like an environmental depressant. So I got ready to go, pressured by my paranoid mother, and grabbed Wake and went out the door, where my mom mentioned that we'd be there 'til ten at which point my brother flipped out. He was all like, "That's too long! I can't live without my lubricant and pornography!" Okay, maybe that's not a direct quote, but regardless, off we go.
I can't say I remember much of the forty-five minute car ride, but I do vaguely rememeber my brother's continuation of his previous bitchings.
So we get there, and see a Eureka vaccum box, and I had to proclaim that my brother got a vacuum for his birthday. Oh, did I mention we were celebrating my brother's birthday (And grandpa's for that matter)? Guess not, ah well, Gramps got a kitty! Meow! Yay! Purr! ... And as it turned out, hide! So we walked in. The dogs ran! The dogs trample! The dogs lick! The dogs are insane creatures. Oh, and the people! The people! Don't get me started with them! Okay, it wasn't that bad. So, I said hello and made small talk with everyone, downed a Coke and tried to play a game of Magic upstairs with my brother. Well that was interrupted by, well, brunch, but before that, our four-year-old cousin Pierce from New Yprk who I apparently taught to abuse the word 'crazy' the last time he visited. He will laugh at anything, like something my brother said about avalanches, as well as my asking if he even knew what an avalance was.
So then we ate brunch stuff, I had London Broil and some baked macaroni and cheese, then later cake, which I tried to carve around the rasberry filling and not eat that vile berry filling.
So then my brother opened some gifts, got some clothes, fifty-two dollars and a tennis racket from what I understand. I never knew he had an interest in tennis. But whatever. We went outside to fuck around with the tennis racket, and accompanying tennis balls. Then we proceeded to hit balls in the street. Generally not the best place to do so, but this street was different. I swear, later when I looked both ways to cross it, a dude in a car going one way looked at me funny; and I dare you to find a moment in tiem where there is a car going each way on that street.
Anyway, we moved on to where we had witnessed the Spondifferous Spectacle: the local park thingy. Pierce and my brother (Yes, I vow to keep his name a secret... For some reason.) were fucking around somewhere, and I actually made small talk with a stranger, which is rare, though I didn't know if it was a nice day or not. o.O;;
But then I approached my brother, and he kind of froze and told me to turn around, and I did to see Pierce hunching over to take a shit on the woodchips by the tireswing. Diarrhea, no less. We went to take him home to change, but it seemed his attention span drained with his blatter, he wouldn't come and really just looked around at everyone and everything. We eventually got home, so yay.
Then I lay down on the couch and heard my brother's attempts to play "Ode to Joy" on a piano, which only lasted about eight seconds per attempt, then later the repetition of the Fisher Price farm house's cow 'moo'ing. So after enough of that, I went upstairs to take a nap and spoke with my aunt, who mentioned an intereting tid-bit and thus began the search for the orgin of my allergies, which will air next Wednesday on the Discovery channel. Apparently, I'm the only one in the family with allergies...
So then I slept for two hours, then went down to eat, fearful of salmon, I took the Chinese food over the Japanese, and also was reminded of last years motto, "Soy Sauce = Joy Sauce".
And as I did so, my brother and Pierce went to the park again and I caught up with them joyed not to see them having a Pee Party or anything like that. Of course, I was just early, ya look away from that kid in the park and he's always excreting *something*!!! He pissed in the grass, so then me and my brother were fucking around with a basketball (ie hitting each other, or at least trying to while making baskets on very rare occasions), again we look away for one second and he's squattin' to take another shit. This time green. Glad I didn't eat whatever he ate.
So then we went home, where I attempted to get my grandma to buy me a sword for my birthday. No luck. How evil. She also tended to ignore my other attempts to speak, so later we went down stairs to play a couple more games, then I actually watched the news at nine-thirty! I always see the 'COMING UP LATER' list and think 'Not for me' because usually I'm only watching the news because a disc won't load or something of that sort. But htis time I figured, maybe I'll actually see it! Wow! That would be a first. But nope. I fell asleep until my mom got there... Which was really only a half hour or so... :\
So then in the car we talking about a hooker my mom waited on at work, and then played a little game of "Guess that Game" with the only clue: My brother wanted to buy it. After countless guesses, I finally won! It was Enter the Matrix. Then we got home, I went straight to my room and turned on the computer and modem, them to the fridge to get a Dr. Pepper, then began wasting away my night once more.
Oh yeah, and I typed about half of this up, then clicked a link... All go poofy, though during a classic TV "Nnnooooo" moment, I made a failed attempt to copy part of it for pasteage at a later time. So I retyped, thus concludes another waste of our time.
[Edit: Lol. Jesus Christ, that's long. But if you read it all... I love you... Otherwise... FUCK OFF!!!
Why the fuck did I even write this? Argh... ]
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(Anonymous)
2003-06-30 22:28
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Dude, the little Pierce cousin guy sounds kind of messed up. Sure, I'm more messed up, but I don't go around taking a piss and a shit everywhere... Unless I do under a hypnotic state or something. Don't think I do... Pretty sure I don't... I guess if I was hypnotized, I wouldn't know. Hypnotism's cool. And it was a long post; why the fuck did you write it? (Reply to this) (Thread) |
| Shireenko
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2003-07-01 05:15
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Daaaaamn. That lil cuz of yours sure has some bowl issues.. o_o;; Wow, I don't post on my own blog that often but when I do it's pretty long, but your's take the cake! X3
*Sniffs* All mah grannies are dead...... haha! XD.... >>;;
Anyways kewl blurty. The layouts sweet >;D *licks scrollbar* (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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