I have come to the conclusion that lady luck and I are siamese twins that are attached to the hip and if i am ever separated from her ill die. how did i come about this? well today while i was taking down the clothes i stepped on something hard and slippery, so i kicked it out of my way. i also noticed that i was stepping on small hard things. i figured the cat was flinging kitty litter everywhere again. so i dumped my load, went back upstairs grabbed another, started to sort it. it was then that i noticed that the hard, slippery thing that i kicked was a huge ass butcher knife, and the so called kitty litter was shards of glass. yet i didn't cut myself. i later found out my dad dropped a box full of stuff (some of it being glass) and didn't bother to sweep it up, just pick up the larger hunks. the knife i still don't know why was on the floor. i blame my mom though.
hmmm, not too much to say. except that I'm gonna be super busy this weekend. the wedding of my cousin and a family friends daughter is gonna be in Jasper this weekend so my parents are going down and leaving lee with me. the fools!
so whats probably gonna happen is this:
my mom has nothing to wear and will be going to my aunt Chris tomorrow to find something. she will then find out that she is too fat for my aunts clothes. whine, and then ill have to drag her to Reitmans to find and out fit and accessories. then we will head to Wal-mart to get some NICE make-up that will suit her and her new clothes. go back home. i will be forced to do her hair and make-up. she will whine that i did a horrible job and try to make it better (which will make it worse) she will bitch that she isn't going and that i should go with my dad. then will whine 10 min later after i say "fine! ill go!" she will bitch that me and my dad always do stuff together and she never goes anywhere! will probably accuse me and dad of stealing at some point. we will finally convince her to get into the car. and my parents will drive off, with my mom still grumbling in the passenger seat. and hopefully a turkey wont fly!
then ill probably try to drown that memory with booze while lee plays starfox adventures. every ones happy! except for my mom, but she doesn't matter.
Here is the Barfly colored!
The bar fly, is always seen at almost every bar, and can be spotted a mile away. they are sultry, and usually try to get free drinks with promises of sex.
This one has red hair, you know the fake dyed stuff. she probably died it red with the hopes of seeming more feistier. when she goes to the bar she likes to wear those little black or red sleeveless dresses that don't quite cover your bum when you sit of a stool. and she always has at least one golden bangle on.
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