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Last night we ended up having dinner w/Tania & James at the Imperial Palace after running them around... and the m.i.l. called twice to 'see what we were up to'. So today, Tania & the m.i.l. went to lunch @ the Hungarian restaurant... and this afternoon, Rob's mom called & asked us, again, what we did yesterday. As if she were checking the facts w/what Tania may have told her over lunch. Sometimes I think to myself, even with all our alcoholism & mental illnesses & bad relationships, even w/all the racism of my Tennessee relatives & the teen pregnancies & the child abuse - in a way, Rob's family is far more fucked up than mine ever was. I mean, our problems were right out there for everyone to see, and they were so very white trash & so very cliche'. Everyone knew someone who came from a family like mine, and now it's all 'Blue Collar Comedy Tour' material. Yeah, being a member of it as a child was pretty fucked up, but at least I can say I've mostly recovered from it. The wounds were numerous, but for the most part, superficial. And I can laugh about a lot of it.
Rob's family is more like one of the families out of V.C. Andrews books, minus the incest. The powerful and catty and petty matriarchs who sit in the center of the web & constantly pull & check the strands for movement so they can pounce on unsuspecting relatives & wind them into cocoons... Sheesh.
I was gonna write something else... Oh, yeah. Heh, how could I forget? Rob bought me World of Warcraft (ruh!!!) for Samhain. This game promises to be intense, it's an MMORPG, the first one Blizzard is charging a monthly fee to play. At any rate, the initial update is 252MB... we bought this game on Wednesday night, and so far it's only downloaded about 50MB. Yikes! I probably won't even get to play it til the day after Samhain. That's the one thing that totally blows about dial-up.
Rob's family is more like one of the families out of V.C. Andrews books, minus the incest. The powerful and catty and petty matriarchs who sit in the center of the web & constantly pull & check the strands for movement so they can pounce on unsuspecting relatives & wind them into cocoons... Sheesh.
I was gonna write something else... Oh, yeah. Heh, how could I forget? Rob bought me World of Warcraft (ruh!!!) for Samhain. This game promises to be intense, it's an MMORPG, the first one Blizzard is charging a monthly fee to play. At any rate, the initial update is 252MB... we bought this game on Wednesday night, and so far it's only downloaded about 50MB. Yikes! I probably won't even get to play it til the day after Samhain. That's the one thing that totally blows about dial-up.
