urbandruid | I've always been a little crazy...

My poli sci teacher reminded us earlier this week that today is Black Friday. They call it that for reasons having to do with how much money the stores take in (they're 'in the black' as opposed to 'in the red') but it's always reminded me of the plague for some reason- you know, the Black Death?

Maybe because I usually avoid it like such.

But today...today it's inching toward 5 AM, the sun isn't up yet, and I, being crazy and having the day off and all, am hitting KB Toys in search of an elusive, one-per-case Return of the King figure. Ah, Eowyn, the things I do for you...

I got no writing done yesterday at all; none. I tried, but it was too hard with everything I had to do before we went to Grandma's, and then...there was Grandma's. I feel like we were there forever, even though we were home by 7:00. Of course, we went there at 1:00ish, so that's seven hours of Grandma and the rest of the gang.

Believe me, I'd rather have been writing NaNo.

The family is...still the family. They're still obsessed with games I hate, but at least my uncle's old roommate talked them out of playing charades. Never play any game with my family if you can help it, but charades least of all- they're cutthroat, they have too many rules, and they take it way too seriously. I remember being yelled at as a child for not making the gestures right, or for forgetting things. They made me cry, and then got madder when I didn't want to play anymore.

Oh, and never, ever believe them when they say they'll go easy on you the first game while you figure things out. They won't. Doesn't matter what game it is; they play for keeps.

Maybe this is why Mom and I don't play a lot of games.

Anyway, I'm off to beat up little kids at the mall with my cane- or at least trip their parents a few times if they try to get in my way. :)