No real news going on with me.
Just wanted to petition you help with something.
I'm going home(Childhood Hell) for a short visit with The Huz and the kids. So I need my imaginary friends to do 2 things for me.
1. Send me a couple bottles of Vodka for the recouperation period needed after this trip.
2. Start counting change for the She-kicked-her-sisters'(plural)-ass-again-Bail fund.
3. Start praying for my sanity & strength not to battle with my family.
Which ever route above you tend to take when handling stressful family situations, please send my way.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
A little help please...
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Hey, I feel for ya. But when I go back to the hometown, I absolutely avoid any relatives that cause me tension or anxiety. Just because you share the blood in the veins doesn't mean you have to be best friends forever.
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