I haven't seen my brother or niece since early July. Earlier this week I phoned my bro to see if I could go over there this weekend (not even alluding to the fact that it's my birthday; I don't know if he remembers or not). He said that Saturday was out because they were busy but that Sunday was alright. So yesterday, Saturday, I phoned to find out when would be a good time to go over, and my brother hemmed and hawed and said that SIL was taking Niecey to go see her mother. So I didn't bother going over.
That stupid cunt. She *knew* I was coming over and yet she takes her daughter to go see her useless fat cow of a mother. Boy, how nice it is to feel excluded and unwelcome. Fucking bitch.
But in a couple of years or so, or however long it takes me to finish college and leave this godforsaken place, they will no longer be able to take me for granted -- I simply won't be available. And I think that will be better for everyone. Maybe Niecey can come visit me in the city (New York, Paris or Vienna) when she gets older.
How 'bout some comfort food from the drive-through? Okay.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 6:03 PM
3 Comments:
Happy Birthday! Mmmmm.... Vienna would be sehr schön. Then you could have the most wonderful torte for your birthday... ;)
Dude! Happy Bithday! You'll show them when the time comes.
Take care!
Aw, I'm sorry to have missed your b-day. It's exactly one month before mine. See, if you lived closer, we could have totally hung out. I hope the kitties were good to you on your special day!
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