Monday, August 23, 2004

'I'll staple you with respect to Theta!' [Tom Toleman, Nerdy Threat 01]


Hm. Guess I forgot to do that long entry for the long weekend.

You get that.

~_^

Most of the family were up for Saturday, the three amigos were together and all that. [Uncle Scott, Dad, Uncle Craig]

Damien, my crazy cousin [it must be a Cameron thing], was there with his wife, Dana and two little kids, Juan and...um..other.

Out of Uncle Craig's kids there was only the two youngest girls, the rest were back home in NSW with Aunty Janey, seeing as they have exams and such. Ickle Zeekey is too young to be away from his mum.

Great Aunt Pat [Grandma's sister] and Great Uncle Dave were there, in all their coolness.

Uncle Dave is just plain cool. He fits in the mould of Pith helmets and British exploration, big white moustache and white hair. Not to mention a blue/green tweed jacket.

Aunty Pat is your typical grey nomad, doing everything, and acting exactly the same as she did when she was 20 years old. She's not acting young, it's really just her.

eg; 'Blair, this haircut of your is so last year, you need to grow it out a little.'

She still hasn't caught on my name yet, she kept calling me Craig, as I apparently look like him when he was my age.

Funny thing is, all the Cameron kids were adopted, so yeah. lol.

But as we left, she decided that she'll just call me Ian, after Ian Thorpe, the Australian swimmer.

Apparently I look like him too.

^_^;

I was actually able to drive to Sizzler, so it was worth it. Mmm...dual carbies + 2 litre engine = Goooood engine noises.

The meal convinced me of one thing. My 11 year old cousin, Cameron, is a complete and utter Toad.

I never really noticed exactly how much Brad [Cuz! *fist*], his big bro, disliked him until that night.

Cameron literally pigged out. Before anyone had finished eating their first plate, he had eaten thirds.

This is the Dudley of a child who apparently can't eat certain foods because the preservatives and such make him life-threateningly sick.

I'd love to know how eating foods without preservatives or starch or sugar or salt can make you obese.

He was also deliberately overusing the cutlery, fetching extra desert bowls, to carry apples, and making a pig of himself.

After all that, after dropping everyone off back and grandma's, mum waved goodbye, and her wedding ring flew off her finger, just as I was starting to drive off.

x.x;

8pm. Dark. One streetlight. Black bitumen.

..and somehow Ella managed to spot Mum's ring.

Crazy.

In a closing note, I have written a great feature article, but it sucks.

Stupid English crappy changing criteria.

*stanbs things*

EDIT: That's it. English = Moodchange. Stabby time.
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