LAME. my freaking weekend was LAME. Lame fest Oct. '07 started friday night. spent the night at my dudes place. got stuck watching baseball. was nagged into going to bed at 11. for NO reason. well, sorta. ok, guys, here's a piece of advice. even if you have exploding diarrhea, you find a way to hold that shit cause it is NOT ok to stop halfway through sex to go shit. and if you DO do that, dont sit in there grunting like youre giving birth! thats just f***in WRONG. oh, oh, and if you DO do those things, its not even within the realm of possibility youre going to be allowed to continue when you get back so dont even bother saying something stupid like, oh, i dunno "we'll just finish in the morning." ok, so in the morning, after hed spent all f***ing night running to the bathroom, i figured id at least attempt to show some sort of concern and asked if he was ok. his reply was "why do you always yell at me?" ...ok, first of all i didnt yell. i asked, and i quote "are you feeling ok?" so, ok, f*** me right in the left ear for THAT spiteful bitch that i am. SO, ok, the day wears on, we took one of his dogs and both of my kids to the park that was ok. my son proved his evil worth. there was a creek. a dirty, stinky creek. and jack wanted to dive right in. but it was pretty chilly saturday afternoon. PLUS the creek was dirty...and reeked, so, i tell him these things. he thinks about it for a minute. a look of deep contemplation crossed his face. then he decides im right. so we walk a few more steps and he starts looking at the sky. he sees a bird. he points to the bird saying "look mommy look!" so, i look. he takes that opportunity to shake loose and make a mad dash for the creek. fortunately my legs are still much longer than his and i was able to prevent him from taking a header into the dirty stinky cold creek. sooo, a few hours later we're having dinner at my house. ok..having dinner. 5 pm. in the actual process of eating dinner. HE says "want to go to a cook out with me at my cousins place?" WHILE WE"RE EATING!! out of curiosity im like "what time?" so he says its going on all night, SO, seeing as ive ducked out of meeting his family on 5 other occassions i agreed to go, even though it was a stupid idea. who really has a cook out in 40 degree weather? SO, i said id be ready to go by 7:30, and i was. despite having to wash an outfit, get a bath, get the kids bathed and pajamad, get jack to bed and clean the livingroom, i was ready at 7:30. (yay me!) so, he picks me up and we head off. it finally occurs to me to ask where we're going and i learn we're heading to east rochester. as if i have ANY idea where that is. bout an hour away from my house. sooo, we get to east rochester and THEN he admits that hes not real sure where his cousin lives. great. i was on a dirt road that looked like something right out of texas chainsaw massacre, with a driver who had not a clue where we was going. i was pretty sure the children of the corn were going to have us surrounded. luckily we got away shortly after there was a loud "thud" against the side of the car. SOOOO, i say "you have your cell phone right? call your cousin!" so he gets pissed at me, like its MY fault we're lost looking for HIS cousins house. so, he cops an attitude and is all "i dont have my cousins number! my AUNT called and invited me!" so he tries to call him aunt. no f***ing service in that area. terrific. dirt road, oh, i forgot to mention the complete lack of streetlights in this f*** forsaken place, so, yeah, pitch black, dirt road, middle of no where, corn children, no f***ing cell phone service. so he gets the brilliant idea to drop by his parents house at 9 pm. i say "i dunno dude, they might be gettin ready for bed and be pissed if you stroll up draggin your girlfriend up for a meeting at 9pm." HE says "oh no, its fine, theyre still up." sooo, against my better judgement, he takes me to his parents house. where his mom was in bed, and had to get up because we'd arrived. he introduced me to his father who answered the door, but when his mom came into the room he didnt bother to even acknowledge that i was in the room. i simply ceased to exist for awhile. so we're headin out the door and his mom tells me bye..whoever i am. harsh. not really my fault her son has the manners of a pig. we're not going to go into the whole car ride home because that was just ..tragic. stupid, and tragic. no no one died. we didnt hit anything, we didnt witness anything horrific, it was just stupid. and i ended up trapped in a car, on a pitch black stretch of dirt road in the middle of f***ing nowhere...listening to f***ing baseball. >.<
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