On a not lighter note, my family is nuts. My sister, who has a kid, who we will call Benyinda, is mad because my mother is making her clean up after her kid. Gotta love the work ethic. My mother refuses to give a straight answer to anyone when they ask her a question. Me:Is it still raining outside? Mother: Why don't you go and look outside yourself? You have two legs. Blah Blah Blah. Now mind you she could have just said yes or no but I guess that would have been to easy. She loves usign the N word to describe anything and now Sean is a sponge so he repeats everything that comes out of her foul mouth. Its nice to see we are teaching Sean the finer points of vocabulary. Maybe in fifty years at least one of us will not be a failure. Maybe it will be more than one. MAYBE She says that I need a boyfriend and maybe my sttitude will improve. Yeah ok fine. Like Benyinda needed a bf. The same one that knocked her up. What the fuck ever. What. The. Fuck. Ever. And I wam going to call the job back tomorrow. Hopefully they got the OK.