If honeybees never sleep, does that mean I am one?

“Mamihlapinatapai: A look shared by two people with each wishing that the other will initiate something that both desire but which neither one wants to start.”


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Wow. The things to be thankful for.

It can all be summed up by a simple statement: a not-so-constantly boring Thanksgiving break.

For example:
1) Fender bender
2) Deserved apologies
3) Talking in a Russian (among others) accent at work
4) Having my sister-in-law attempt to attack me

That's right...





I did talk in random accents at work. Both to the customers and to my fellow employees, and also with one of my fellow employees. Some people understand. He was better at it, was the problem. I kept slipping up into...I don't even know what kind of accents they were sometimes. It made the last three hours easier after the first five and a half.

Which brings me to rule number 37 in life: Any job, no matter how much you dis/like it, can be made better by faking foreign accents.

I stopped one girl in particular in her breath--"wait, what?"

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And yes, I finally received the respect I deserved from someone through their own semi-self-deprication and possibly even genuine, certainly random, apologies. Though already passed forgiven stage, it was nice to get the apology, even if it was in reverse order of how it should have been.

Now just a bit more cash and I think that chapter of my life can be finished.

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Okay, yeah, so I waited til the end, and won't go into detail here because that seems a bit childish, but how could I not mention the big event that occurred after the enormous, scrumptious lunch today? Forget about the Cowboys losing another game.

My mouthy sister-in-law was yelling her opinions at my family, who all just so happened to be on the other side of the fence in the matter, and she didn't like it. Things got real ugly, and finally I had to say something: I was tired of her yelling in my mother's face, so I said my bit, and she lunged.

If you've seen some shitty Hollywood movie where a human transforms into a werewolf, that could be compared to this.

Before she could scalp me as she surely wished to do, both of my brothers were on her, and my mom. Luckily for her, my step-dad was asleep and step-sister was out of town, otherwise she may not have been sitting in a truck outside afterwards. The sad part is my poor dear 89 year old grandmother was not only in a wreck with me this break, but now witnessed this incident. That lady's heart is made of steel. I don't know how she's never had a stroke. But the beast attempted to claw, bite, and kick. And her husband's foot was already broken as he tried to peel her off.

Have a very merry redneck Thanksgiving, y'all.

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I just hate that I have to work the majority of the day the next two days. I can't even crash a movie or anything, it seems.

But maybe all these things are happening for a reason.

Maybe I'm getting wrecked, getting attacked, getting worked, getting stuck here this summer, and not getting a chance to get ahead on homework because something good's going to happen before school ends yet.

Maybe I'll meet another incredible person or maybe I'll make straight A's easy breezy.

Haha, the latter was a joke, because I have Stats; get it?

But stuff in life, that's supposed to even out, right? Even if you have a whole lot of little bad things happen, you get a few extremely good?

I guess we'll have to see, huh? No pessimist, here, but I'm definitely still waiting for that latter. I guess I'm spoiled to think that, though, and that I should really open up my eyes to see what I really have to be thankful for.

Like a family that'll pull a crazy bitch off me.

Much love, and too much turkey to ya, readers.



As for myself, I've learned to get over things. And on another note, this is the definition of frat parties.