Saturday, April 28, 2012

Sweet Relief

Here's hoping I got at least 45% on that exam. Then I'm in the clear! Good riddance compsci.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

baby blues

I love you grammie. This keeps getting harder. Since the day I've been here we keep losing little pieces of you. I know this is so hard for you, and I'm sorry you had to go like this. Stuck in the den with a tv. Even though you can barely talk, I think I know you better than I did before. It's clear you were loved by many. The circulation of people and the cards and flowers that have been sent show it. I should've known you better. Also, I can't believe you put up with grandpa for that long. Yikes, you're way cooler than him. Sorry gpa, but yikes^

Thursday, April 19, 2012

The Cox Residence

Ohhh my grandpa. He may speak down to me, but what a child. I can only defend him to myself for so long before I perceive him as immature and insensitive. Strike One. When you let down the ladies who have been doing unlimited tasks for you because you're too timid and restless to be in the same house as your dying wife... well that's too much. The nurse needs someone else there that's all. Hardly any pressure. I don't know. If I was married to someone for sixty years, I might act differently. Death does weird things to people.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

nbd..o wait

my grammies hair is gone and she couldn't leave her room today
so yah bd
any form of communication will do
you're great a lot
but sometimes your mistakes are so obviously retarded

Man dude

Why is my sister just a downer butt.
All I asked was if she and her boyfriend emailed.
And she somehow made me doubt my relationship
because mine and I do...
Does this make sense?
No, but in a world where she has to be better than me
at least at most things
it does.


eye roll, smd

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

fucking yellow

It's a sad day when an article
uncovering the recent insurgence of plastic surgeries performed on chins
is emboldened below a small strip about a bombing in afghanistan.

Bermuda Bound Bitchez

Yay vacay
I guess

Do I frolic and enjoy myself amongst an invalid.
Ahh this is scary.
I've never been exposed to this.
I don't know what scares me more, seeing my grandmother in a pre-mortem state or my grandfather's reaction.

Les gahs