More Family Drama

September 16, 2008 at 10:12 am | Posted in family | Leave a comment
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A few posts ago, I wrote about Lady Penelope and my Grandpa. It turns out my dad was talking to somebody who knows her and apprently her son make my Aunty look like a saint.

He is a fashion designer (infer what you will) and apparently helped break up his mother’s last marriage. I’m guessing he’s the jealous type.

If it goes ahead, this wedding will be highly amusing.

A Spot Of Bother

September 13, 2008 at 6:22 am | Posted in Life | 1 Comment
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My Aunty and my Grandpa have never been the best of friends. Nor do I blame them, really. You see, my grandpa was, and may still be, a bit of prick, especially when it comes to family matters. Unfortunately though, my aunty isn’t much better.

My grandpa has a new girlfriend, Lady Penelope.  She’s a nice enough lady, tall, blonde and English. She does act like she has a steel rod up her rectum, but we realized that that could be cured by a few too many wines. Overall she seems pretty nice, a bit on the snobby side perhaps and she does have an entire goldmine dripping off her arms, but he’s had worse.

Last week they both came over for tea. Over dinner they announced that they would be getting married in April. I don’t know how long it will last. They’ve only been together for 6 months and my grandpa is far from honest. I’m waiting for the day when the truth comes crashing down on him, because he does deserve it.

Anyway, my dad got an angry phone call from my aunty last night. We haven’t seen her in months. She hasn’t even called her own mother. The reason for the call: my grandpa’s possible marriage and how she might not get inheritance if it goes ahead.

It’s good to see she cares about her dad so much.

I’ll keep you posted on any developments.

Is That A Scroll In Your Toga Or Are You Just Happy To See Me?

August 12, 2008 at 8:51 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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My dad’s friend is coming over for dinner today. Not that I mind too much, it’s just that he’s all depressed and not all that fun to be around. And my dad isn’t fun to be around at dinner time any day of the week(well when he’s cooking, or microwaving in tonight’s case) and it’s even worse when we have guests. So I’m hiding up stairs and pretending I have homework. Which I do, but I really can’t be bothered.

On Tuesday nights my dad comes home from work early and then at 4pm acts as though he’s in a huge rush to get dinner on the table, even tough we don’t eat until 7.

Men *rolls eyes*

Also am I the only one sick of Gordon Ramsy? Every time I turn on TV he’s there. It was good their first time but now it’s overkill. I know it’s absolutely shocking that someone on TV swears but it’s just old now.

In other news I bought two CDs today. I buy CDs like most women buy shoes. I’m planning to reach my goal of 200 by the end of the year. I have 167 so far. Anyway, I bought a Clash CD for $5. I had a listen and it was awesome as expected. I also bought a CD buy the London Apartments for $3 in the bargain bin. It’s disappointing, however I think it will be good to sleep to if the grating vocals don’t annoy me too much(I hate male singers who sound like girls, they were born with balls for a reason).

Anyway, I better be off. Dad’s panicking about the dinner.

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