I'm out bitches!

Ok, so here's the deal.

I am headed home for a little while. I am flying to my dad's Thursday morning. The family reunion is Friday, Saturday, and Sunday... And it's going to be WILD! After things wrap up on Sunday I'll be jetting back to my mom's place to help her maintain her sanity. I'll be there until the 4th of August. This means I'm going to need your prayers.

I really dislike my hometown.

I left for a reason.

I am also not a fan of the living situation there, because my grandpa, as much as I love him, is a crotchety old man, and my mom is far more patient with grandpa and his assorted fits and behaviors. I will need you to pray for the maintenance of my sanity and hoping that I don't go off on the old man... I love him... But I worry.

This weekend I will be pretty much totally and completely out of contact. I don't even think my phone works out in the sticks where our cabins are. It's kinda remote to say the least.

After the weekend wraps up, I will either be checking in only occasionally, or in the more likely scenario, I will be checking in on you bitches CONSTANTLY in an effort to stave off boredom, or merely postponing my suicide via stabbing pencils up my nose until I have repeatedly poked my brain into a mush resembling oatmeal... SO YOU BETTER BRING IT! (Keep me entertained so that I don't have to track down that pencil... or slit anyone else's throat.)

As for today, I spent an (entirely too large) part of my day trapped on a CTA train, and then visiting with Anthony, because I will be gone the night that he has arranged to go out and celebrate his birthday. So I took him a card, and a cupcake with a birthday candle in it. (Hey, don't knock it, its all this poor girl could manage right now!) And while I was there, Caroline showed up. She's been having relationship troubles lately, so she's not getting consistent action the way she'd become accustomed to getting it... This brings us to QOTD. (And as much as I don't like quoting myself, she demanded that this quote make the page.)

Caroline: "UGH... GOD, I just need a big mug of vodka."
Liz: "Umm, no, you just need a big mug of cock salad!"
(Caroline nearly soiled herself at this point, and demanded it be QOTD, so the fans get what they want!)