DIAF
So, my sister has decided to pretty much disown our parents, and up until a little while ago, she hadn't really said as much to me. But it was tenuous. A little while before I came back here to school, dad went over to her place to collect some stuff that they had given her, and he picked up my Terry Pratchetts that she had borrowed, too. Only she also sent over a metric ton of other books, none of which I even knew she owned. Dad said that her husband had gathered them together, so I thought maybe he made a mistake and gave me books that weren't mine. I don't even have room on my bookshelves for my own books, let alone hers, so I write on her Facebook wall, rather politely I thought, that she seems to have given me books that aren't mine, and that I don't really have room for them, and would she like me to send them back to her.
Well, her answer is something along the lines of "I thought you might like to read them, because I've been telling you about them for over a year. But if you 'don't have room', just throw them away."
And then she de-friends me on Facebook.
Okay, first of all, I don't even know what the hell books she was supposedly telling me about, because I have never heard about any of those books, like, ever. Second of all, way to make a bitchtastic, doomed-to-fail-from-the-start-and-you-knew-it attempt at a peace offering. Third of all, you're a crazy bitch.
Bleh. I haven't heard from her since then. Whatever. I'm not that fussed. I just needed to rant a little, I guess.
In other news, despite taking two (ancient) languages at once, I am having a remarkably easy semester so far. I hope I didn't just jinx myself by saying that.
Well, her answer is something along the lines of "I thought you might like to read them, because I've been telling you about them for over a year. But if you 'don't have room', just throw them away."
And then she de-friends me on Facebook.
Okay, first of all, I don't even know what the hell books she was supposedly telling me about, because I have never heard about any of those books, like, ever. Second of all, way to make a bitchtastic, doomed-to-fail-from-the-start-and-you-knew-it attempt at a peace offering. Third of all, you're a crazy bitch.
Bleh. I haven't heard from her since then. Whatever. I'm not that fussed. I just needed to rant a little, I guess.
In other news, despite taking two (ancient) languages at once, I am having a remarkably easy semester so far. I hope I didn't just jinx myself by saying that.