Life and Death
Eh, well today i was at the Hospital all fucking day. My older sister is pregos, and is about to pop or something. They say if she doesn't have it tomorrow [which is her Birthday] they will make her have it the next day.
Also a funeral is on the horizon, Thursday. I don't know the guy, and i'm not going, but he was my sister's friend. Actually two funerals, one a few days ago; same accident BTW.
My sister is pissed because how she found out that they took the guy off life support; someone left a Voice Mail saying "They Pulled the Plug...". She was pissed, saying that they way she said it was rude and in 'run of the mill' speak. She would have rather been told to call her back that it was important, then "pulled the plug", and i agree.
Hummm that is about it, for my day... Except i listened to Higher Things Radio's [See Sidebar] Gizmo with Poose - Fucking Hilarious. Had my ass cracking up all day. Check that out.
posted by Brian Smith @ 8:11 PM
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hey sweetie....now tell me you're not a little bit excited about being an uncle?
This is going to sound bad.
What i'm really looking foward to, more then anything, is my two sisters being in the same room; with my older sister's BF in there too! Ohhhh the tension! I can feel it just by thinking about it.
But it isn't like i'm going to really be seeing the kid often; not that i would be missing anything for the first few months [all babies look the same to me].
Frist, i can't stand my older sister's BF; if half the shit my lil sis says is true; GODDAMN! Plus i know he hates me; already told my parents he's going to kick my ass for doing something, and i wasn't even able to do that, because i was in classes at the time. What happened is something fell in there house making a noise, and he thought it was me. Like i would leave my room go up there and bang on a wall. Pfff.
So i'm not going up there, because that is where he is, and i like my ass in the non-kicked state... but i bet i could take him, i have the size advantage, but that homo-gene might hinder me a bit. I'd get roughed up... unless he's been drinking.
Then my little sister has placed a ban on my older sister from visiting the house while she is there; if she does she'll beat her [the whole "she isn't pregnate in the head" thing].
So i doubt, unless things around her change drasticlly, i'll be seeing much of anything to do with my older sister. The only reason i go to Tulsa with her and my mom is because her BF isn't going with her.
that makes me sad! aww...uncle brian!
Now that I think about it, I’ll probably see it all the time. The first night it cries thought, my sisters is going to be shipping it over here ASAP.
from a previous post:
Well, first let me say that I've baled hay, too (your spelling of the correct "bale" would�denote you had "bailed" your hay out of jail).� I grew up in a rural area and worked on my parent's land.� And believe me, there wasn't a salvage yard in sight, either.� Just the land that had to be worked by family members.� So you're not unique there.
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Second, let's clear up this usage of the term "broke dick."� Having grown up in a rural area, where such terms are used, I know the correct and incorrect ways to use that�saying.� It's really meant to�be a humorous, sarcastic, or hateful jab at�someone to infer impotence, not someone that's poor.� But you continue to use it to imply someone's financial status.� And by the way, before you even question my virility, I'm far from impotent.�
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You're right about something: I really don't know you, except by what you say on here.� You're the one that decided to post stories about your life, your thoughts, and your comments on things around you.� When you put yourself out there in a public way, you have to learn to accept the critical observations along with the good ones.� Your dependence on others, as mentioned in my first posting that was in response to what you had posted, was something I found problematic.� It certainly doesn't affect me in my life.� However, it will over time become a problem for you.� Independence is what really makes someone fabulous.� Being a young gay male doesn't make you fabulous.� Being a strong, self-reliant individual, regardless of age or sexuality, is what builds the core of your being, and is in the end what makes a person fabulous.� It doesn't matter how much money someone else has, or how much your parents have.� It's about what you have, what you've earned, and what you've achieved.� It's about�learning to depend on yourself.�
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While I've tried to make that point from a sarcastic standpoint, I decided to say�it in a very straight-forward way this time.� The point is: you are young MAN with�what I'm sure is a great deal of potential.� Don't rely on your grandmother to buy things for you, or your parents to support you no matter how little or how much they have.� There comes a time when you leave your childhood behind and move into the responsibility of adulthood.� Only then can you fully realize how fabulous you can be
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