- Posted
- Apr 3rd 2005
- Mood
- Blah
- Music
- Alert the Audience - The Lawrence Arms
I swear, my family only likes me for ONE thing.

and no, not that you bunch of sick wackos.
My mom comes into my room this morning, and wakes me up. And as anyone who knows me will tell you, I am NOT a before noon type person. I'm just not. Anyhoo, my dear Mother does not say "Good morning Darling, how are you?" or "Wake up dear, I am on fire." Which would be quite a good excuse for awakening me from my slumber.
No, instead, I am greeted with "I'm supposed to tape your father's car race, but I don't know how and I think I broke the VCR."
Great. So, I roll over, mumble something about cheese, and go back to sleep. To be awakened again.

Tired little me pads downstairs in my bare feet, my pajamas (some basketball shorts and a really big shirt) clutching my mickey. In like, five seconds, I have les VCR workifying. Because I am magick.
Honestly, when I move out, my family will be quite literally fucked. Who will program everything?! Certainly not my sister!
Anyhoo, I'm off to the wonderful land of the-homework-that-I-should-have-done-while-on-break-but-didn't.
Moo. If you need me, you know where to find me.
PS If you don't know, I will tell you. I will be surrounded by my bio crap. Most likely twitching and foaming at the mouth.
Ciao!
MagnusSakakero Says:
i know your pain...