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yesterday was interesting.
went down to see my family, because my mom wanted to speak privately with me and my sister. a frightening proposition. it was in regards to a new program she's going to do to help her lose weight. again. i don't even have anything to say to her about this anymore.
when we got back to my parents house we had dinner. afterwards, they decided my dad was sick enough to call 911 and get an ambulance to take him to the hospital. that is never fun to watch. at first my nephews were excited because there were two big trucks with flashing lights in the driveway. then when they saw their papa on a stretcher with an oxygen mask being put into the ambulance i think they finally got what was going on and freaked out a bit. and of course, papa freaked out seeing this happen to his son and mom was a bit of an emotional wreck. so yeah, stressful and dramatic.
then at fucking MIDNIGHT, delivery guy calls me. i should NOT have answered. he starts telling me this tale of how he got in a car accident five weeks ago and almost died. and that he had been drinking and so might end up getting in trouble and going to jail. what the fucking hell dude??? he's a sweet guy, and if this really happened, then dude you have my sympathy. but i kinda think maybe it's all made up or something. i don't know. i'm uncomfortable with the whole thing and would really rather not have any more contact with him. i feel bad, but dude.
also, took back the sunglasses i got to try and get fixed and ended up just getting a whole new pair altogether. same frames as my regular glasses, but in black. i think i'll like that. i really do like my glasses at this point. yay me.
went down to see my family, because my mom wanted to speak privately with me and my sister. a frightening proposition. it was in regards to a new program she's going to do to help her lose weight. again. i don't even have anything to say to her about this anymore.
when we got back to my parents house we had dinner. afterwards, they decided my dad was sick enough to call 911 and get an ambulance to take him to the hospital. that is never fun to watch. at first my nephews were excited because there were two big trucks with flashing lights in the driveway. then when they saw their papa on a stretcher with an oxygen mask being put into the ambulance i think they finally got what was going on and freaked out a bit. and of course, papa freaked out seeing this happen to his son and mom was a bit of an emotional wreck. so yeah, stressful and dramatic.
then at fucking MIDNIGHT, delivery guy calls me. i should NOT have answered. he starts telling me this tale of how he got in a car accident five weeks ago and almost died. and that he had been drinking and so might end up getting in trouble and going to jail. what the fucking hell dude??? he's a sweet guy, and if this really happened, then dude you have my sympathy. but i kinda think maybe it's all made up or something. i don't know. i'm uncomfortable with the whole thing and would really rather not have any more contact with him. i feel bad, but dude.
also, took back the sunglasses i got to try and get fixed and ended up just getting a whole new pair altogether. same frames as my regular glasses, but in black. i think i'll like that. i really do like my glasses at this point. yay me.
