Dec. 27th, 2008
update proper in three, two, one...
Dec. 27th, 2008 10:04 pmHokay, so. I had a nice break from the internet and my terrible sleeping habits, now for a nice break from my family! I have no idea why they woke me up at nine in the morning because it's not like we managed to get out of the house till after midday, and then there was Christmas day traffic, ugh. The trip there was everything about why I did not want to go, the rest of the stay was pretty much fine. Here is a taste of what I have to put up with:
Me, after two hours sitting in a hot car: Argh, I really envy boys the ability to pee standing up right now.
Dad: Why?
Mum: I'm sure boys envy things about girls too!
Me: I gotta go, but my butt hurts too much to contemplate toilet seats for at least five minutes after we get out of the car.
Dad: *g*
Mum, after a small pause: You know, I've been where you are right now, I remember going through that phase when I was your age, you know, of fighting my femininity...
Me: ...
Me: Mum, there. There wasn't any deeper meaning in-
Mum: I know, I know, I'm just observing a general trend, you know.
Me: Mum, I cry and wear make-up. How much more feminine does it get?
Mum: I'm not IMPLYING anything
Me: Oh you so are.
Mum: No, no, everybody goes through this, there are different stages of your life, you know, I remember it well, I was young and immature and I went through that phase-
Me: ...and obviously the one where I'm more feminine is going to coincide with the one where I'm more mature, what do you MEAN you're not implying anything?
Mum: I'm not! I'm just stating my opinion!
Me: For god's sake!
Mum: Don't use that tone of voice with me!
*a melee ensues, with incursions by my little brother, as my dad grits his teeth*
Me, three hours later, unloading the car out of mum's earshot: So. Dad. What's your opinion on my femininity?
Dad: I have no opinion on your femininity. It is none of my business and doesn't affect me in any way.
Me: Good answer.
By the time we arrived things had calmed down somewhat, and in any case we were sharing the house we rented with my dad's brother and his family, so Mum womanfully repressed in order not to air the dirty laundry in front of the inlaws. Said inlaws included my adorable baby cousin Lara, who is currently utterly terrified of everybody she doesn't live with or at least see on a regular basis, which means she starts crying whenever I say hi, or accidentally make eye contact with her, or walk through the room she's in while she isn't distracted. This is sad because it means I don't get adorable Lara cuddles. I hope she doesn't grow up all social phobic like me.
I had bargained down to three days, with the rest of the family staying for six - the plan being for me to leave with Maria, a family friend whose family was also holidaying in the area. My parents had also planned to pawn me off on them for most of the days I was staying so I wouldn't complain about being bored and lonely, but we only ended up meeting up twice. This means that I finished my Vorkosigan book ("have accidentally commandeered space fleet plz advise!!!") on day one (and it was awesome and I immediately have to read the rest of the series, and my dad concurs because he finished HIS Roger Zelazny book on the first day as well, so we swapped) and Batman: The Killing Joke on day two. Also all the fanfiction I had saved on my laptop.
It wasn't all bad aside from the free time to read, though. There was a bushwalk, and the beach! Maria and I spent all of five minutes in the water, and collected shells. Also there was shopping, and the horrifying discovery that despite two internet cafes (neither of which I had a chance to use), Nelson Bay contains ABSOLUTELY NO BOOKSHOPS. This travesty I think I can put down to the fact that books are rather more difficult to mark up for the tourist crowd than clothes and knick knacks. Speaking of knacks to knick, I totally bought a tiny ceramic skull for a dollar.
Todaaay I spent mostly in a car. Again. Maria's folks took a somewhat detourous route home, including stops to say hi to family of theirs that was arriving just as they left, buy half a swimsuit to replace one stolen off the line, and lunch with Maria's stepfather's uni buddies, which took several hours, but was tasty, and we tried unsuccessfully to sneak up on some rabbits in their yard. In any case, I am finally home and can look forward to having the house to myself for two and a half days! I am celebrating by writing this post in my underwear.
From three days of my friends list (just the "people" tag, the "fandom" tag terrifies me): ( images and a video )
And now, to catch up on forums, webcomics and FACEBOOOOOK. ...and my fandom tag. erk.
Me, after two hours sitting in a hot car: Argh, I really envy boys the ability to pee standing up right now.
Dad: Why?
Mum: I'm sure boys envy things about girls too!
Me: I gotta go, but my butt hurts too much to contemplate toilet seats for at least five minutes after we get out of the car.
Dad: *g*
Mum, after a small pause: You know, I've been where you are right now, I remember going through that phase when I was your age, you know, of fighting my femininity...
Me: ...
Me: Mum, there. There wasn't any deeper meaning in-
Mum: I know, I know, I'm just observing a general trend, you know.
Me: Mum, I cry and wear make-up. How much more feminine does it get?
Mum: I'm not IMPLYING anything
Me: Oh you so are.
Mum: No, no, everybody goes through this, there are different stages of your life, you know, I remember it well, I was young and immature and I went through that phase-
Me: ...and obviously the one where I'm more feminine is going to coincide with the one where I'm more mature, what do you MEAN you're not implying anything?
Mum: I'm not! I'm just stating my opinion!
Me: For god's sake!
Mum: Don't use that tone of voice with me!
*a melee ensues, with incursions by my little brother, as my dad grits his teeth*
Me, three hours later, unloading the car out of mum's earshot: So. Dad. What's your opinion on my femininity?
Dad: I have no opinion on your femininity. It is none of my business and doesn't affect me in any way.
Me: Good answer.
By the time we arrived things had calmed down somewhat, and in any case we were sharing the house we rented with my dad's brother and his family, so Mum womanfully repressed in order not to air the dirty laundry in front of the inlaws. Said inlaws included my adorable baby cousin Lara, who is currently utterly terrified of everybody she doesn't live with or at least see on a regular basis, which means she starts crying whenever I say hi, or accidentally make eye contact with her, or walk through the room she's in while she isn't distracted. This is sad because it means I don't get adorable Lara cuddles. I hope she doesn't grow up all social phobic like me.
I had bargained down to three days, with the rest of the family staying for six - the plan being for me to leave with Maria, a family friend whose family was also holidaying in the area. My parents had also planned to pawn me off on them for most of the days I was staying so I wouldn't complain about being bored and lonely, but we only ended up meeting up twice. This means that I finished my Vorkosigan book ("have accidentally commandeered space fleet plz advise!!!") on day one (and it was awesome and I immediately have to read the rest of the series, and my dad concurs because he finished HIS Roger Zelazny book on the first day as well, so we swapped) and Batman: The Killing Joke on day two. Also all the fanfiction I had saved on my laptop.
It wasn't all bad aside from the free time to read, though. There was a bushwalk, and the beach! Maria and I spent all of five minutes in the water, and collected shells. Also there was shopping, and the horrifying discovery that despite two internet cafes (neither of which I had a chance to use), Nelson Bay contains ABSOLUTELY NO BOOKSHOPS. This travesty I think I can put down to the fact that books are rather more difficult to mark up for the tourist crowd than clothes and knick knacks. Speaking of knacks to knick, I totally bought a tiny ceramic skull for a dollar.
Todaaay I spent mostly in a car. Again. Maria's folks took a somewhat detourous route home, including stops to say hi to family of theirs that was arriving just as they left, buy half a swimsuit to replace one stolen off the line, and lunch with Maria's stepfather's uni buddies, which took several hours, but was tasty, and we tried unsuccessfully to sneak up on some rabbits in their yard. In any case, I am finally home and can look forward to having the house to myself for two and a half days! I am celebrating by writing this post in my underwear.
From three days of my friends list (just the "people" tag, the "fandom" tag terrifies me): ( images and a video )
And now, to catch up on forums, webcomics and FACEBOOOOOK. ...and my fandom tag. erk.
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