so i’ve been feeling less than great all night.
luckily something great happened to cheer me up… it involved my cousin screaming obscenities at my grandmother, myself and her mother (over the phone) because nene laughed at her eating some french fries. the highlight of the incident was when judy slammed the phone on her finger while trying to hang up on her mum. she slammed it so hard that bits of the phone went flying, but she kept her mouth shut and suffered silently (with just a few little hand shaking motions and one whispered “ow”) so as not to look like a spaz.
all kidding aside, my family is composed entirely (and i do mean entirely) of very crazy people. and as sad as that is it’s usually funny too, so that makes it ok, right?