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Failures hard but success is far more dangerous. If you are successful at the wrong thing, the mix of money and praise can lock you in forever. -Annonymous

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

Well Well Well.... Where in the hell do I start? This week has been an extremly hectic and stressful week. I don't know how to start at all. Well... It all started with my relatives coming home from ontario and were staying with us. They are very very LOUD people. And I always feel like I need to entertain them. So I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to keep them amused. Along with that I was very very sick. I still had my bad cold from being away and then I had an ear infection to go with it. Heres what tops my week off.

My parents were seperated for about 5 years. My dad calls a week ago and asks my mom for some money... My mom being the strong woman that she is says "What the fuck for"
And he says "I wanna come home". My dad was in Calgary Alberta. So my mom gets a hold of me at work all in a panic. I knew that they would always get back together but
I would like to see it work this time. They have tried this other times too and it didnt work. Regardless...Its no a week later and my dads big red truck is parked in the yard. My dad and my sister drove from Calgary in it. We sent them a bunch of money and they made it home. My mom and I were nervous wrecks the whole time they were on the road. But
they are safe and sound now. This house is now a disaster area. It literally looks like a bomb hit it. There are tools and clothes all over the place. My parents are right cute tho. I know that sounds ewwie but its cute. They hold hands and stuff. Urgh,.... I'm very tired now... I'll have to write more later.. I can't see the monitor anymore... CyA*~
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