Family Can Be a Drag

Yep, that is the whole point of this post: family. My mom's side of the family came over this weekend, just her sister (my aunt), my uncle, and my four year old cousin. The reason why this was such a big ordeal was because of the fact that my grandmother is a complete nutcase and now my grandfather is being dragged into the craziness. So, my little cousin pretty much worships the ground I walk upon (not being modest, I hate the hell out of it), and she wouldn't leave me alone the entire time. She kept on being stupid and doing stupid stuff and annoying me, but that's what four year olds do. But the fact of the matter is, that she is not potty trained, she is an attention seeker and she doesn't get her ass beat enough to make her mind anyone. That was the worst part about it. Then, we had to discuss the fact of the matter about my grandmother, and then my family is forcing me to be 'nice' to her, even though I hate her. I don't even acknowledge her as my grandmother anymore. It's just gotten that bad, and I don't care anymore.

Then, my friend Rachael came over and spent the night, working on our ideas for the Avenged Sevenfold concert and getting things lined up. It turns out, that we might now be standing in line for about four and a half hours, because my aunt and my cousin are gonna come out to Topeka and keep my mom company while Rachael and I are standing in line at the Expocenter. So that's some good news. Then, I found out she won't be back in time to go out with me on Tuesday to go get Papa Roach's CD and the Twilight DVD, because she has to go up to Minnesota to grab some stuff out of the storage garages up there and then bring it back down. She has to leave tomorrow at two in the morning and it is going to suck so bad for her. So, I won't really have much to do until Tuesday anyway, but that's not the point. She probably won't be able to text me all that much while she is on the road. :( Oh well, I'll live.

13 Days!