Sunday, May 16, 2004

   It's been a while, eh?
Well, I wasn't on the computer for the past three or four days because we were at my grandmother's funeral in San Diego. On Thursday my dad spent hours waiting for my mother to finally get done with all of her makeup and such, and I spent most of the two-and-a-half hour trip listening to the FLCL soundtrack. Strangely enough, though, I fell asleep while listening to Advice. If you know what song this is, you know how strange that was.

We ended up getting there one hour before the viewing was over, sat around for a while, and I talked to crazy relatives who I don't even remember, and then left. The rest of that night was kind of a blur, actually- I think we went back to my aunt's house, ate some really good delivery pizza, and I got owned by my ten-year-old cousin at Madden 2004. That little Kentucky resident sure knows how to trash talk for someone so young..

On Saturday the actual funeral services were held. We drove about half an hour to a small, traditional, almost Puritan-style church with very plain wooden pues and such, and everything was rather short. The coffin was not actually brought to the church, because lugging it from the funeral home, which was right next to the graveyard, about 30 miles uphill over to the church and back seemed rather tedious.

We all headed over to the grave site, but waited for about half an hour because two of my uncles were caught in bad traffic. I don't exactly know how they spent thirty minutes in traffic. We really weren't that far away..

Anyway, when it finally started, my father, my uncles and two of my cousins carried the casket (on a little rolling thing) about twenty feet to the site, the priest man did his thing with the "holy dirt", we all dropped flowers in. My mother, who basically despised my grandmother during most of their in-law-ness, was crying, which surprised me.

Again we were back at my aunt's house, playing Xbox (And some PS2. I brought it with me) and doing nothing in particular. My father was very testy most of the day, probably because if we breathed or weren't taking the dog out for a walk we were distracting him from his thinking. We ended up going to Fry's Electronics (Two times and counting), and I exchanged the expansion to Age of Mythology for store credit. I couldn't really find anything to buy.. Maybe I should have bought a new mouse or something for this computer. I was in a rather pissy mood for the rest of the night, considering that Fry's has the thick foam DDR pads for 70 dollars instead of 100, and the stupid tax refund hasn't come yet (It's been three or four weeks now).

On Saturday we went down to La Jolla, a jolly little area by the ocean where my father allegedly spent his high school days. At first, when things were sunny, I was bored and angry. Then, as the clouds started setting in, I got in a more jovial mood and watched my father and uncle jump the fence to "Dead Man's Cliff", remembering their scuba diving around the area.. The entire area was covered in seafood restaurants, but we ended up eating stupid sandwiches at some deli instead. I swear, we ate so many sandwiches between Thursday and Saturday, I couldn't eat one more.. So I refused to eat one, my parents got angry when I bought nothing but a cream soda (a good one, too), and we went on our merry way. My cousins, brother and aunt all watched Spiderman and Big Fat Liar on a portable DVD player in our car, as I sat there reading Foxtrot anthologies..

When we got back people were heading out to get some food from Panda Express, and I felt a very strong obligation to go along. Mostly in the stomach region. But I won't get into that. I had to share a three-entree plate with my two cousins and my brother, and they all shared my drink. I never quite got enough food there. After all, they actually wanted their fortune cookies. That was a big shocker for me. Nobody I ever eat with wants the actual cookie.

And so we went back, played more Xbox, I picked up Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2004 relatively quickly, and had one hell of a time. We ended up leaving San Diego around midnight, and we got home at three in the morning. I immediately hit the proverbial sack, waking up seven hours later to catch up on all the things I've missed on the net.

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It seems that all of my myOtaku posts end up being about stuff in real life. Does that bother anyone? Should I try to put more rants about things that bother me on here, or should I continue with these real-life summaries? I'm sure they get boring after a while..
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