Have you ever heard them referred to as "The dog days of summer"?
I can't remember what book that is from, but I remember reading it in the fourth grade ...
Anyway, a Sunday..
It wasn't too bad. After I posted last night, I got into bed and fell asleep.
I got up this morning around 10, and took a shower, got dressed, went and put gas in a car, got some water and met my family at my grandmother's house, for brunch.
It wasn't so bad. The only thing that REALLY got to me was my douche of an uncle, Buddy. I can't really remember how the conversation got started, but he and my grandmother, grandfather, asshole, daddy and my aunt started talking about the word "nigger".
Now, if you know me, you know that I don't like that word and there they were for a good 20 minutes or so .. Throwing it around. They said stuff like "well they call each other nigger, why do they get mad if we call them that?" OMGsh people... You have a name... Would you like some Chinese person calling you "Caucasian"? I don't think so... I read Huck Funn, and I have heard enough about that word, STOP IT! So finnaly, I half way broke up the conversation telling grandmother to open her present.
After brunch, I came home and fell asleep. I got up at 9 pm, and went and got some dinner, and then worked on my English paper, and started some laundry.
That's about it ... I'll post later!