Struggling...

I'm seriously struggling to concentrate today. Everything is a distraction...

My family are totally pathetic...

By all accounts my family are ok. They're not nearly as dysfunctional as some. Sure, my uncle has a drinking problem, their eldest child is an over achiever and their youngest is an under achiever, but overall there are families out there that are actually a lot worse. They've decided this year that travelling the 20 minutes to Toti, to spend Christmas day with their family (us), is too much effort. My uncle would rather sit in his lounge and drink himself into a coma instead of spending the afternoon in our flat, with us. Now bear in mind that I offered to cook a 3 course meal, for which they don't have to contribute a single thing. I am SO pissed off. Let them sit in their house and drink themselves into oblivion. UGH!

 

Weekend catch up

I've been incredibly lax when it comes to my blog of late, however, I had a fairly good weekend, so I thought I'd do a quick weekend round up.

Saturday:

I was up at 6:30 on Saturday because we were heading into the Midlands to go hunt down the Tsonga shoe factory, which my mom had seen on her way to Howick. We never found her factory, but we did find another Tsonga shoe store in the Midlands. The prices weren't any cheaper, so we're going to look at Seadoone Mall again because theirs were on special.

Anyways, the trip into the Midlands would have been wonderful but for my mother's idiot boyfriend. I swear that man needs a fat klap up the ear. The entire trip up he was in a foul mood, which meant that anything we said to him was taken as being argumentative or sarcastic. He made the trip miserable which ended, as it always does, in an argument between him and me. So whilst my mother and I had a look around the Nottingham Road Junction, he sat in the car and sulked. I am at the point where I'm going to tell him to grow up. Whatever issue he has he needs to get over it now, find some effing sunshine in his life, and put a smile on his face and grow-the-fuck-up, because I am totally over his pathetic, childish and snotty attitude.

The rest of Saturday was very pleasant. When we got home I had a look at my room and realised that there was no way in hell that G (who was coming to visit that evening) would be allowed to view it in its current state. Don't get me wrong, nothing was dirty, just incredibly untidy. I had books all over the place that I had been using as reference, and shoes all over the floor and papers that I'd not filed yet. The place looked like a warzone. So I did a major clean up, and I mean major. The problem is that I really do have too much stuff for the space that I have. Anyways, after the cleanup of doom I jumped in the shower, sorted out hair and make-up and even had time to sit down and get some PS2 gaming time in.

Hanging out with G is always fun. He has the silliest / funniest sense of humour, and he made me laugh like I haven't laughed in years. He is full of weird general knowledge like where does the word fuck come from? Apparently in the 1600's you had to have permission from the king to have sex, so F.U.C.K. was a document you received – Fornication Under Consent of the King. I kid you not. How he knows stuff like this is beyond me, but he does. He's also more ticklish than I am... I have yet to meet a person who is more ticklish than I am, but he really is. Anyways, he had a good look at my pc, which apparently needs more RAM, a service and a graphics card upgrade. Great... except that I don't have any money at the moment, so it's going to have to wait. He also did a few things to it to make it run smoother. Of course I have no idea what... but my pc is running better than it has in months. So it was a good evening.

Sunday:

Oh my hat, I had a seriously lazy day. My mom made some of my skirts smaller so that I can wear them without them falling off my arse. I'm 19 kilos down by the way. I played some PS2 Magna Carta for a while; we had the most awesome lunch of various goats' milk cheeses, Provitas and fruit; and then I went back to gaming.

And that was my weekend... I hope the G thing will eventually sort itself out. I really like him and enjoy spending time with him. But we'll see where it goes, if anywhere at all.