"In the world I see....you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned super-highway." - Chuck Palahniuk
"It is always simply a matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. The people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country." - Hitler's propaganda chief Herman Goerring
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everyone survived the weekend
I can't believe no one was killed this weekend! Amazing...simply amazing... Where to even begin???
Ok. Dress rehersal ended up never happening b/c Grandma pitched a 5 year old fit. No one is sure this time why. This was by no means the first time she did this. Grandma, Aunt & husband were supposed to have been here Monday. Tuesday they call from Georgia (They live in Mich.) and said that they were too tired to drive and if they wanted them there, then someone needed to come and get them. Easton was adult about this and got a couple of them together and drove up there, picked them up, and drove straight back. The old bag never did say thank you. I know that one of the rehersals were missed because of said bag, b/c when it was time to leave Ms. Thang parks her ass on the couch and refuses to speak to anyone or get up. The next day we find out why..........Even tho this is C&M's wedding, not hers, she feels that somehow C owes her the necklace that she will be wearing in the wedding. $140 necklace that is to be an heirloom for their children...not grandma's bribe. C tells grandma this (but much nicer) and this is when grandma pitches the temper-tantrum. All week long grandma proceeds to both bitch out everyone in the house and condem them for not being as "properly christian" as she is!? She bitched at the 3 girls for wearing pants, wearing makeup, wearing no makeup, their music, their speech, their boyfriends, LIVING NEXTDOOR TO US, having my child in C's wedding b/c of her dyke parents, anything!! The ceremony was beautiful and most everything went off witout a hitch. The kid was terrified but an ANGEL. She only threw MAYBE a dozen rose petals and then loudly and proudly exclaimed to all, "Look at all the rose petals I can keep now!!" Goddess, I love her. Everyone cried during the ceremony....I've learned to bite the inside of my lip. I didn't beat myself up too terribly all day long about my body. Of course, by the end of the night I actually felt pretty good. Not sure how much of that was the more than 20 Jello-shots I ate or the 21 year old who hit on me. Sometimes I ADORE men. My parents seemed fine for most of the day and they behaved themselves for most of the day. For once, my mom was not the one we needed to worry about. She was fine. She could have stayed all night. He should have left his ass at home. Everything seemed smooth until dad finished eating and apparently he felt he should have been able to eat and run. He raised us better than that. As soon as he was done eating he dropped the apparently fake smile and just sat there looking pissy. Goddess knows I love being asked by everyone, "Who's the old dude sitting near you guys that looks all mean??"...."Ehhh....ha, uh...that's my dad" Thanks dad. I talk him into comming outside with us and as soon as he gets outside he turns to the minister-chick (who was outside smoking) and starts smiling and laughing talking about different things the military is doing to torture people at G.Bay!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK????? What happened to my tree-hugging father??? Now I have to pull her aside and again...apologize for my dad. They finnaly leave (begin hardcore jello-shot love) & by now the entire wedding party and family, minus grandma and aunt, are completely trashed...rap music blaring...they're all silly, bumping and grinding on each other....and there's the kid in the middle of the dance-floor twirling like a ballerina. She did this all night long! Her feet are still swollen and sore. Suddenly C grabs the mic from the DJ (she is waaayyy trashed) and announces to everyone that her grandma said that she earned her necklace simply b/c she came to her 1st granddaughter's wedding & since that's what was really important....here ya go! & chucked it at her!!! I loved her for that! Grandma sat in the corner for the entire reception and mostly glared at me and baby. OOHHHHHH Evil Lesbians!! The best man yacked all over the ladies room and passed out for a while. When he came to, he spent the rest of the night breaking things, groping girls, and trying to wrestle guys. Lovely. The wedding cake fell over. The keg was dropped. Bride's-maid's fell out of their tops all night long. Did I mention that I was hit on by a 21 year old???? You sure I mentioned that???? He tried to come home with us! We got video tape footage of all the embarassment. Over-all....we had fun. There is SOOOO much more drama that happened Sunday that needs to be said, but I'm gonna save that for tomorrow b/c it's a long story too. I turn 29 Thursday................10:01 p.m. - Monday, Jun. 27, 2005
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