Jan 04 2009
Snake Eater
Well, I’m back in New Jersey sitting at the boyfriend’s laptop trying to do a million things at once. I’ve been trying to check my grades, write articles, promote my blog, connect with other bloggers, etc. If I’m going to make this thing my part-time job, then this is what it’s going to take.
Anyway… the drive back to NJ was torturous initially, because my siblings and myself had to squeeze ourselves in the back of my mother’s tiny Rav4 for four hours during the ride to Pennsylvania to meet my step-father. First of all, we were late, which annoyed me because I was certain my step-father would have a fit. (Surprisingly, he did not.) And during the ride my mother only spoke with Michael (now her fiance, though she is not yet divorced). All they ever do is flirt and touch each other, and I really wish they could have calmed that down for my brother’s sake. Unlike my sister and I, my brother is new to this whole divorce thing and may need a little time to adjust. I know what he’s going through, and I can’t protect him.
Once we met up with my step-father, it was time to say good-bye. I knew my mother would be alright, because she has Michael to occupy her mind, but my sister is going to have a hard time. Her friends from high school are both in state colleges somewhere and she’s going to be starting school soon herself. They’re not going to be attending the same school, but I’m hoping she can make new friends there. I’ve been worried about her more than ever, because of all the drama that takes place with the family. She tries to make it seem like it doesn’t bother her, but I know she feels like she can’t relate to any of them. Even while I was in Ohio, she just sat on our mother’s laptop all day and checked messages from her online friends. She’s decently famous on Youtube (her video below) for making MGS music videos of both humorous and artistic value. If she would just get herself a cell phone I would be able to keep in better contact with her. Her undying love for the Metal Gear Solid franchise has made me want to buy a Playstation 3. Once my refund check for Spring 2009 comes along, I may do just that.
Of course, contact with anyone right now would be a lot easier if I could pay any of my bills. After splurging on all of the accessories for my apartment, I keep getting messages from Amazon and Netflix pestering me about the money I owe them.
But I digress: After the excruciating drive from Pennsylvania to NJ, I spent about an hour and a half opening presents from my step-father and watching Star Wars with my brother. Seeing the look on my little brother’s face after I told him I had to get on the train to New Brunswick would have broken your heart, too. Am I a good sister? I try to be, but all of the work I have to get done just seems to get in the way. Imagine if I was graduating and trying to hold down a job! Geez, I would never had any time to travel to see anyone. I’d have to build up “vacation days.” My step-father drove me to the PATH station and my little brother road along. If I could just pay my cell phone bill I’d be able to call him!
Back in New Brunswick, the boyfriend met me at the train station and I got a look at his new hair cut. At first I was sad because I like longer hair on men, but I realized that the shorter doo really brought out his facial structure more. He looks older too, which is obviously a turn on. Hah! If only I wasn’t on the rag, and then I’d be able to do something about these urges. We stopped by my place to pick up my space heater, and walked over to his frigid abode. After settling down, I noticed there were a couple small boxes and a round, furry hat sitting at the other side of the room. The boyfriend really went out of his way to try to make it up to me after our little incident over the phone while I was in Ohio. He got me a portable DVD player, a round, furry hat with leopard print, a pair of earrings, a bronze-colored shirt, and a collection of three of Phillip K. Dick’s novels, including
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Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
