Exactly 12 hours later...
Mar. 10th, 2002 11:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzRight, well, birthdays are fun? Not! Somehow my grandpa was his usual annoying self. He started ranting on and on about how criminal all colored (he actually used the word 'blacks') are. *Growl*. They're not!
I sat as far away from him as I possibly could in small room like theirs and ignored him.
Then, he started whining about how pale I was (yeah, it's March, real strange that I don't lie nekkid in the sun to tan. Go figure) and he squealed every ime he felt he might really not get one million calories more than the rest of us.
It was one big stuff your gut eat-fest. I was enjoying a bit of icecream when the rest of my family first ate a lot of tiramisu and then more ice and cream. I almost got nauseaous! I didn't have fun at all.
read my story, I love Grandpa!
I sat as far away from him as I possibly could in small room like theirs and ignored him.
Then, he started whining about how pale I was (yeah, it's March, real strange that I don't lie nekkid in the sun to tan. Go figure) and he squealed every ime he felt he might really not get one million calories more than the rest of us.
It was one big stuff your gut eat-fest. I was enjoying a bit of icecream when the rest of my family first ate a lot of tiramisu and then more ice and cream. I almost got nauseaous! I didn't have fun at all.
read my story, I love Grandpa!
