D's youngest son (in his fourties) called today & Doris told him she'd send him a bus ticket to come for Xmas.
Oh joy.
Oh rapture.
She's an idiot. She hasn't paid the gas/electric bill (up to $500.00) yet. And we owe for garbage pick up too. Among other things. This is SO pathetic. Seriously sad. I feel bad for her, except that I'm pissed. He is such a turd. So I gotta get over it. He is sickening.
Sang with Doris' choir at the Christmas service today. Then went & circled the Greyhound Bus station a bunch of times in the teaming rain while she BOUGHT her grown son a ticket. I hesitate in writing his real name down here. Guess I shall just refer to him as ASSWIPEMOTHERFUCKER.
Then went to a Christmas Birthday party at the church parsonage. Ya know, it was not bad, & the food was great!!!
Party party party party. When will it all end!?
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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Much luck with all the relatives underfoot. Party party party sounds like the way to go. ;)
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!
xoxo Deborah
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