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I woke up today to yelling, and well I thought why not write up a journal since I've got nothing better to do.

Let me expand, it wasn't so much Yelling as it was one world said very very loudly followed by a lot of stomping around and slamming of doors. The word, “Why” and it was because, don't be to surprised, my aunt was drinking again. Oh the life I live with it's ups and downs and crazy roller coaster ways. This all sounds pretty bad if you don't know it's been going on for a while... which really having me say makes it sound worse.

I had a two ta three hour long yelling session at her myself a while ago, at which point she did actually appear to stop drinking for nearly two whole weeks. But I guess she still thinks I'm stupid, since she's been drunk on and off for the last three days (four including today) and doesn't think anyone knows about it. I started marking the days off on the calendar, wondering if she would notice but I guess not.

What do you do about this kind of thing? No idea, but I do plan to talk to her about it. When we had our conversation/me yelling at her I told her what we were going to do if she couldn't stop. Take away her money, restrict her from going anywhere without supervision, she wont be allowed a back pack any more... you know a million things that you would do to a stupid child who can't understand that bringing toys to school is not allowed. The final step really is insisting she go back to the hospital.

So after all that the only thing I can really think is that all this stuff is a real pain in my ass. I have work to go to, I can't help as much as I would have to for any of that shit to actually do any good. My uncle is a push over, I love him dearly but it is the truth, and there is no way he would be able to keep her from the booze. He works night shift, he needs to sleep, he can't deal with this kinda stuff it's just not in him.

Fuck all that trash, I'm gonna bitch her out again. I'm not happy with how she's conducting herself and she's gonna know about it. But I ain't going out of my way to make her life not suck, it sure as hell ain't my problem not now not ever. So I'm gonna tell her to go to the hospital, and I'll do whatever I can to help my Uncle take care of my cousin so he can get some god damn sleep. Fuck, she's so damn selfish it just burns my boosters... I blame that last bit on Rollie pollie olie, damn kids show ><.


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So in news that doesn't suck, I've actually been doing pretty well. Aside from the complete inability to clean my own room. The two new people we hired at work are Anime fans and the shitty people keep on quitting which is also very high on the awesome scale. I've inducted them into my MSN list and am totally pimpin' out the well... stuff. I need to get my room clean so I can have them over, someday, when I can not expose them to my so called life in the process.

I decided my find all the Anime groups in Halifax thing is to hard, so I'm gonna make sure I hold some kind of event every month, maybe twice, and try to get them to find me. I picked a date for my attract the gamers attempt, Into The Groove Tourney on June 14th ... pending I get a hold of someone at the theater to ask if it's okay. pending meaning I stop being afraid to go in and talk to someone, or call them and do the same >< so much ambition but I hate asking about stuff!


I stumbled on finding out that one of the online comics I read is for sale o.O I mean I knew it was but for some reason I never actually .. ye know... knew. So I ordered it because well it's freaken awesome.
But my stupid Pay Pal thing glitched out and tried to have it sent to my old place, where no one I know current lives, that is millions of miles (feels like it) from civilization... or at the very least a bus I never friggen take. I e-mailed them and crossed my fingers, and thank goodness just moments ago got a response which said “yes we are going to send it to the right address” Woot woot for stuff working!

Zap! Art by

Also ^^ My visa is almost paid off! That's right, just a few more months... like two maybe three at most, and I'm free of the giant number which ruled my life for way to friggin' long! I got a raise at work, wooooot more money! and well some other stuff which I'm not supposed to talk about >.> but it's all awesome and has to do with getting money! yay! Money!

Oh, did anyone miss hearing about how next door to my work totally nearly burned down? It's old news now, which almost meant I lost some hours but turned out into getting extra hours where I did nothing but clean, and a bunch of us DQ crew went out drinkin cause well damn... we all had a freaken day off that wasn't Christmas! doesn't ever happen people, not ever. ^_____^ sweet sweet pay check this is gonna be.

Video of the fire

I took a million pictures, but I've been banned from posting them anywhere by our owner he knows me to well. Oh well, my personal collection is pretty awesome right now.

So I think I'm pretty calm now, my insides kinda hurt in ways I can't really explain without making someone go.. ew? ... and my face is sticky cause it needs to be washed, but I don't wanna go back up to the bathroom right now and face the stupidity that is my aunt.

Eh, whatever.

This has been another episode of wow my life is almost not sucky.... Vacation begins June 15th.

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