Life Ain’t Fair.   But mostly it works out OK, with good will and elbow grease and the right kind of luck.   And the support of friends and family.   OVFF was this weekend, and I wasn’t there... so, although I very much miss seeing everyone I’d have seen at the con, it’s just as well I didn’t go this year.   It was good to be able to be there for someone who’s always been there for me.

お誕生日おめでとうございます戒くん！！！ Ｈａｐｐｙ　Ｂｉｒｔｈｄａｙ　Ｋａｉ！！！

Says my mother. One of her ploys to get me to go spend some 'quality time' with yet more Bulgarian relatives. It may be good for them to pass on this wisdom from generations past, but is it really going to do me much good? OK so I am the new family football.  Kicked about to make up for the absence of others.  Then there is the small problem of not really understanding enough of what 'they' are...

...the engine so that he doesn't stall, and Vic pretending not to be a tourist while holding three maps on her lap. We made it to Steenwijk in less than an hour and a half,  to see Klaas and Margriet (relatives on my Dad's side). As we were approaching their house, Dad and I were trying to figure out how long it had taken us to get there. We weren't sure exactly what time we had left, but something...

...know why, but I receive vibes so strongly from people, and I'm so in tune to moods and feelings. Saturday I will have to endure my poor mum who will be inconsolable and an array of dysfunctional relatives/very wealthy and slightly posh relatives/dysfunctional friends. All in the same building. Some of which do not know how to behave properly without some kind of herbal/alcoholic refreshment. I...

...was one of the most emotionally unusual days I've spent in a long time. There was a funeral on Friday for my grandmother, who had died the week before. She had a massive stroke in 2002, from which...night for my (upcoming) birthday. The show was great and was an odd counterbalance to the funeral. I don't think I've ever been through such a wide range of emotions in one day. Slept well that night

...being fainting and throwing up a lot, and she's now coming and going from hospitlal. IX) One of my bf's friends is pregnant, and she's 17. Her bf and her decided to keep the baby. Her parents beat her a lot when she told them, and are not going to help her in anyway. Her relatives told her she's a slut, she's the "shame for the whole family" PFFFF. I want to help her, but I don't know how.  

I have the worst time being a winner some days. My step-dad calls and wants me to check on the price of tin at the salvage place when my grandparents come as if I don't have enough to deal with on Fridays...or the size. Which would be about like attempting to find a part for my car if you didn't know what I drive. Oh and I need to do just a little bit of last minute running to be ready for Ren Saturday

Ох, похмелье оно такое похмелье   Есть человек, с которым мы иногда разговариваем, его зовут Юлия. Вчера пока я бухала коньяк, а она пила кофе, мы разговаривали про секс, про секс и...   ещё она считает меня неудачницей и говорит, что лучше быть ЖЫРНОЙ и счастливой и есть всегда и всё что ты хочешь, чем издеваться над собой как я, а мне насрать