Sometimes I Can't Be Put Back Together

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well, the little ones are back from camp. Why did I call them little - I'm smaller than BOTH of them!

Well, Twon came over, toting his girlfriend. It's been fun. Sorta. I kinda want to show him the blog, but he might 'frown' upon it - a nicer way of saying he'd probably tell mom, and I'd get busted, and you'd never hear from me again.

Everyone's piling in the living room, and me being the one with claustrophobia, I made my leave. Don't know how people can stand being so close to others for ANY amount of time.

MY INTERNET KEEPS GOING IN AND OUT AND IT'S PISSING ME OFF BECAUSE I CAN'T SEND ANY E-MAILS! I HATE RE-TYPING THEM, AND IT'S PISSING ME OFF!

I'm listening to MCR (thank god mom never took my music from me) and I wondering what they're all doing. No way in hell I'm going back down there to see, but one can't help but wonder.

Have you guys seen Riding the Bullet? The Stephan King movie? Man, it's trippy. It's got Stephan King staring as a hippie who's more concerned about a joint than him bleeding in a car crash. Man, it's trippy.

And so is Under The Dome. My Aunt R let me borrow it so I could read it. And I have to say, for forty pages, the book is good so far.

But I got fifty bucks to blow at Barnes and Noble, and by god I'm going to get something GOOD to read. Something kinda quick, but kinda long to hold my attention, something I'll want to go back and re-read for the hell of it. And maybe some CD's, cause I've got twenty bucks left from my "Umbrella-Academy-Figurine-Set-For-Jink" fund. Sadly, B+N don't have the set I want. dammit.

man, I wanted to go today, but with Twon & Co., it's near impossible. I asked to go after Mom and the small boy delivered newspapers, and she said, "Maybe." The way she said it, you know she meant know, but she didn't want to dash your hopes straight away.

Man, I'm tired. I want to chill and do nothing, but I have this book I need to read for school - Cry, The Beloved Country. it's about apartheid in South Africa. I'm not saying it's a boring topic, but the book is long and drawn out. And I need the first ten chapters read by the time I go back to school. I am usually the ace at this, but I've been lazy, so it's my own fault.

So, um, yeah. Not much else is going on. I've run out of Dr. Pepper, which makes me sad, but Dah said that when we went out we'd get some more. He's FINALLY fixing the furnace, which means I will be WARM for the first time in DAYS.

I got work tomorrow. *sigh* What's funny is that it's the last time I go out to work until the twelfth of January. Loverly, ain't it? I whole week and a half off. I'm lovin' it like Mickey D's.

I want fries.

~Jinkies