Just Another Bend In Journey of Life
Monday, March 26, 2007
What About Brian?Did anyone see that tonight? Freaking Season finale?! How can that be? It's only March. Ok, the end of March, but still IT'S MARCH!!!!!!!!! Anyway, that's not really my point. My point is that in the show Brian starts dating the tall, leggy, gorgeous blonde who is played by Stacy Keibler (sp?) from Dancing With The Stars. BUT, her friend, short, dark hair...the reliable one, the one that he can count on and he KNOWS he can count on her more so than Legs, has developed a crush on him. You can tell from the show that he sees her as the reliable one, even thought she's not a "trophy" like the leggy blonde. OMG! THAT is *so* me. THAT is SOOOOOOO my life. I was watching this tonight and (while their alone) he's telling her to go for what she wants and she's explaining WHY she doesn't and then he asks her what it is that she wants........ She looks at him dumbfounded and he realizes that it's HIM that she wants. Only, of course, he's dating Legs. And, of course, because men are pigs and they want the best of both worlds, he kisses her. Uh huh. At the end of the show he's w/ Blonde Leggy chick and his friends while 2 of the friends are renewing their vows on a beach. Season finale you know, so they HAVE to leave you hanging. It ends w/ Brian showing up on dark hair girls doorstep telling her that they have to talk. Ok, my first reaction is that he's going to tell her that he dumped Legs and wants to be w/ her. Then reality sunk in. He's freaking there to tell her that he CAN'T do this to Legs bc he really cares about her and wants to see where things are going to go. This is all PURE speculation on my part since it was SEASON FINALE. Fuckers. The nice girls that aren't tall, blonde and perfect almost NEVER get what they want. IDK....
Maybe this'll be the year that I bleach my hair and never leave the house w/o makeup on... Oh and I have to make sure I NEVER look frumpy and my hair has so much hairspray in it that it doesn't move in 50mph wind. And lip stick. I need to throw away the gloss and make sure I have lipstick in my purse at all times right?!
Have I told you today how much I hate movies? Seriously. I really do. All of them. They're very rarely how "real life" is. I mean, who wants to watch movies day after day that are completely untrue? Not me. Hell, the last movie that I actually went to see that wasn't a cartoon/Disney movie was "The Break Up" last summer. By myself. Ya, MYSELF. Isn't that fanfuckingtastic?!
Oh and while I'm ranting. My mom came to see Bug in her skating show yesterday(which I will post pics of another time) and stayed until intermission. My lovely sister also showed up w/ her fiance, daughter and fiance's mother. NEVER called me to see if I'd save them seats or what time I had to be there etc. Fiance's cousin was also skating which I'm SURE was the ONLY reason they were there. She walked by like she was surprised I was there. Whatever. I told her to keep an eye out for the fuchsia chiffon dresses that the older skaters were wearing and if she'd like me to see if I could borrow one of them for her wedding. Of course at Intermission she'd made the comment that she'd told her fiance the same thing when they came out in the dresses. I told her to watch the second half bc she'd have more than 1 to choose from. Anyway, my mom was in some serious pain yesterday. She was *so* lucky that she made it in bc her back went out on her again but she knew that she'd better come in to watch Bug skate or I'd be pissed. Uh... ya think!? Anyway, so bc she was hurting so bad I told her that it was ok if she didn't stay for the finale and watch her get her medal. Bug didn't know about the medal at all. I knew she'd just be SO excited. My dad was there on Saturday to watch but stayed until Intermission due to the fact that the show started at 630p and he had to be to work at 6p. He got there a little late. Anyway, my mom was in SO much pain that all she'd "eaten" was a Darvocet before she came into town. Well my dad calls when he came into work (at 5pm or so.. Keep in mind that the show on Sunday started at 2p and my mom left maybe around 3p) and asks if he can spend the night at my house when he got off of work bc he had meetings today and then had to work again tonight. I asked him if he told Mom that he wasnt' coming home and he said that he left her a note. HUH?! WHAT?! SHE WASN'T HOME!?!?!?!?! Ya, if she left around 3-330p she would have gotten home at 4-430p at the latest. My Dad probably left for work around 4-430p. He didn't pass her on his way in.... Interesting. She told me that she'd leave the jacket that she borrowed from me in the truck so that my dad could bring it to my house when he came in for work... He didn't drive that truck in since my mom had it and she wasn't home yet. He drove my Uncle's old rickity truck.... So I find out today that on her way in, my mom stopped at her friends house who also happens to be my co-worker bc she'd mentioned to my mom the other day that maybe she'll come in w/ her to watch the skating show. Well my mom came by herself. Apparently she stopped AT THE BAR on her way home w/ co-worker/friend. Isn't THAT fucking nice?! "Oh she didn't stay long" friend says as she realizes that she majorly FUCKED up. My mom's back hurt SO bad that she couldn't stay and watch the end of Bugs skating show and see how proud she was of herself. FUCK HER. FUCK MY FAMILY. I sat there for 2 days pretty much alone for 1/2 of both shows. As I'm sitting there I'm looking around seeing so many people there that are there to support the kids. Parents, Grandparents, Cousins, Friends, Aunts and Uncles. Bug had ME both days, my dad and cousin on Sat until Intermission and then my mom until Intermission on Sunday. How nice is that? My dad had a legit reason to leave as he had to be to work but my mom? I actually felt bad for her that her back had gone out again and she hurt so bad. Ya, bad enough to sit in the bar. Nice. My sister hasn't called since then. Haven't heard a peep out of her. She sent Bug down during a break in the show to ask if I wanted to sit w/ them WAY down at the end. I'd told them during Intermission that there would be room when mom left for them to sit in the middle w/ me but her reply was "Oh there probably won't be enough room". I wanted pics of Bug that I didn't get the day before and I was NOT going to sit at the end of the rink. WTF ever. I just feel bad for her. I mean, she's kind of used to it now but she had all these people telling her that they were going to come watch her skate and when she doesn't see them there and is sad about it I have to make something up about them being there and having to leave. This was a big thing for her. Her own fucking dad didnt' call her to see how things went. We called HIM on Sunday after the second show. Man, and he REAMED my ass last year when she was gone to camp w/ my parents on her brothers bday (they were off of school and I needed SOMEONE to watch her) and she didn't call him. He expected my parents to drive all the way to town to call him to say Happy Bday. He knows where they live and that they have no phone service, yet *I* was in the wrong and it was *my* fault that they were supposed to know to drive her all the way to town to call her brother and wish him a happy bday, which would have taken 2 seconds for a 30 min drive. Ya, that's worth it. Especially when he KNEW ahead of time that she was going to be out there. Whatever. Bitch at me bc of that yet he can't call his daughter to see how her show went. She also had a "heritage" project that she had to have done at school last week. I asked him MANY times, over a MONTH ago that she had this and asked him to get pics for me and to find out what his Grandparents names were since he has NO idea. (How do you not know what your Grandparents names are even if they were deceased before you were born!?) I know mine. In fact I can tell you the names of some of my Great and Great Great Grandparents names too. But bc her father is from Argentina and his entire family still lives there it was too hard for me to attempt to track down the names. He, of course, got on my case a couple days before the project was due and I asked him again to get the names for me. He didn't. Just pretended that I never asked for them. Never brought it up again. Didn't ask her how her project went. Nothing. I'm telling you. I'm SOOOOOOOOO sick and tired of people around me. Sick and tired that I am the only one that she has to rely on. Sick and tired that I have no one to rely on. I'm still pissed off that my mom was in so much pain that she had to go home, yet she was well enough to stop at the bar on her way. Fuck her. Fuck them. And she has nerve to bitch about my sister. Whatever.
Sorry about all of that. It started w/ a little thing about What About Brian and went into that. IDK how I got there, just know I just wrote a HUGE paragraph w/ grammical errors and a ton of run on sentences as well as the same thing over and over again. Oh well. That's what a blog is for right!?
