Today I had to listen to mother rant about the family, which grows continually more fucked up by the minute.
A) My great-aunt and -uncle are dead, and have been since April. We were going through their house today. They are worth lots and lots of money but they are all annoying and Catholic and are hence donating it to charities, which do not include the poor college kid fund. It's okay though, they have a lot of cash lying around the house, which can get donated to that fund.
B) My dad's cousin I think supposedly commited suicide a few months ago. Yeah they don't think that's true really. They think he was murdered by his angry-not-yet-ex wife. Who aparently hangs out with a motorcycle gang. Why have I not met these people? Oh, yeah because I hate family functions.
C) I continue to be the only member of my family with any contact with the cousins. All because my parents are too retarded to figure out things like AIM or E-Mailing. Except, of course, to me, who could care less.
Anyway, that's why I hate my family. They are like this. It's frustrating. But on the bright side, I have only 98 more days of actually living in this house. After that, it's all Columbus, baby.
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