with a ribbon on my candy cane!

mood: blarghed!
music: gogol bordello on and off in my head
CPCetc: wow. summer.

Good sweet lord Jehovah it is HOT! I think it's cooler outside than it is in here. Wow. So hot. Musty, really, but that qualifies as hot.

My paternal grandparents are in town for gradumacation and such. It's not too bad. Da always manages to work when they're here (which my mother does not appreciate at all). Mum also doesn't appreciate the fact that I'm trying to disappear for the night. But I've been good all day and even went with her and my grandmother to buy a present for some baby cousin of mine that I've never met, so I feel I ought to be excused for the evening! That is my personal, unbiased opinion. *ahem*

Gradumacation was a little unreal. The crowd afterwards was damn-near terrifying! So many people in so small of a space, air, movement, etc. We did manage to find all of Scotch's family (mine ducked out immediately afterwards; go figure) as well as Matt and none of them seemed to be missing any important appendages, so it was successful enough I guess. So now I'm in limbo and it's not nearly as bad as all of those Catholic doctrines have been telling me.

I screwed up a job again. I was supposed to go to this woman's house this morning and meet all of her animals so that I could possibly house-sit this summer. About 13.00 I actually remembered it. I've completely lost her number, though, as well as her address and Patti has yet to ring me up with it (angry face...) so there's no way for me to get in contact with her. So that's trashed, I guess. Notably, this is the second time I've done this to her. So she hates me, and with good reason. Hopefully she doesn't tell her friends.

Matt survived meeting (almost) my entire family! Yay! Even when I abandoned him for a good twenty minutes (*pokes mobile*). My grandfather brought over some of his toys, which is always scary. I almost protested. There was fear inside. Fear and anger. And embarrassment, of course. Love the man dearly but he doesn't always know he audience. And I very well could be the only person that doesn't have the electronic-gadgets-are-awesome gene, I really don't know.

Mum, at least, seems a bit fuzzy from all of the entertaining. Each time I mention not being here for part of the evening/morning she gives me this 'Bitch, pleez' look. Except, underneath that sardonic demeanor is an obvious cream-filling of Fear, for me being gone means that she is alone with her in-laws and that's not a terribly comfortable position for her. I'm doing my best to compromise and avoid possible conflicts. Last summer was shite over here with that. The rest of the summer, not too shabby; but fighting with my mum was amazingly unpleasant.

Mmm... Frozen lolly...

Jisus, but it feels like summer. It's so muggy and lazy and the frozen lolly freezer has been broken into twice all-ready. Sammy's panting almost constantly and Basti and I gave up sleeping this morning because it was so stuffy. School's out (yay!), the pools are open (meh.) and the summer movies are being released (eh?). So I suppose this means it's time to put up Summer Resolutions, right?


ReSolutions for Summer '06
+ bike with Da
+ clean the gutters (theriouthly)
+ put on a rocktastic show (please God)
+ read!
+ go for a walk every day (as of yet, has not occurred)
+ Coffeehouse Sundays
+ find a steady source of income
+ rocketh oute ate Jubilee
+ write something of consequence
+ see Anne at least once
+ Movie Wednesdays with the Losties
+ Lollapalooza!!
+ get all of that college stuff together


That sounds all-right. I'm sure more things will come to my mind as the day wears on. Probably. Maybe not. Meh! Who cares? It's bloody summer!!