“I’m not going to listen to any of this bull music. (In reference to the ‘in’ song by Jet.) ”
-Seth Studer, April 28, 2005, directly after singing the lyrics to Brittney Spears’s ‘Hit me baby one more time’ whilst it played on the radio.
He also knew exactly what point the song was at when we stumbled upon it. He loves that song. He sang that song.
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We took Laura driving tonight, that’s why we were in the car listening to the radio. Well, we were listening to the radio because I apparently forgot to bring music, even though nobody told me to. We took Laura driving tonight because she just got her permit last week, and she needs practice before drivers ed.
It was fun, Seth sat in the front with Laura because he’s over 21, and Emily sat in the back with me. It was weird, I never sit in the back…I usually drive, but it was kind of nice. I wanted to sit with Emily anyways though because she’s been… a little more down then usual lately. She’s often a blue girl, but, there has been so much shit going on lately…that it’s getting to her. We all have to work pretty hard to keep this house going, but I think that Em… is just so young… that it’s starting to get to her. She’s been having a rough time emotionally with all her diabetic stuff lately too, but I totally respect that. She’s sick dealing with it, she’s been dealing with is since she was seven… man.
It’s so sad. She was sitting at the table with us tonight during dinner, and I saw her eyes fill with tears and she got up and walked quickly into the living room and crumpled into one of our giant chairs. I then proceded to hop in the chair with her of course...heh...and she said she's just been having a really hard time. She tried not to cry though. I hate it when she tries not to cry... it's so sad...
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The drive was good though. We laughed… it was good.
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May I burn in hell for saying this… but unless children are nice, or I love them (Such as siblings, and a few rare children, etc.) , or I’m getting paid to put up with their brattiness, I simply cannot stand them! The Feller children are awfuuuuuuul. They fight, they boss, they throw fits, they’re selfish…they create division in our family… and they’re not even that cute! I mean Alec is a doll, and he doesn’t cause that many problems… but the rest of them, oi vey! They’re coming back tomorrow.
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I’ve decided that I am going to become a genetic engineer when I grow up, get a group of brilliant scientists together, and with their help…I will create a perfect husband who will have to have some sort of rapid aging for the first twenty some years of his life, and then design perfect children who will be kind and have many other wonderful character traits.
I think that’s the only way to do it, having kids the natural way is just too risky… you can only do so much with good parenting, and you never know when I little demon is going to randomly pop out…
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(I’m kidding, but I still think the idea isn’t half bad.)
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Not to mention all that agonizing work of putting up with another non-perfect entity as your spouse, ne?
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