faking it somehow....

[lyssie]

What a perfect line for my mood.

So. Last night, my brother calls. He asks for my parents, I tell him they've gone to the movies. Oh, says he, well, have them call me.

And that's it.

Assuming it wasn't important (everyone's coming over for my sister-in-law's birthday today), I promptly forgot. Besides, mom and dad came home disgusted with 'Once Upon a Time in Mexico'. They're not violence fans. (I did try to warn them... Sigh)

This morning, I awaken to my mother informing me that I'm an Aunt again. My new niece was born at 7:50 this morning.

Which means that Gabe wanted to tell them that Vicky was in labor. But didn't see fit to TELL ME THIS FACT. Apparently, I'm good enough as a message service. But not to trust with things like that.

Well, fuck. I feel so much better.

That was sarcasm.

We're still having everyone over today for food. Just without three people (four, now).

So I'm online, to fortify myself, so that I don't say anything snarky.

Comments

[acetal.livejournal.com]

*snugs* What with his wife being in labour and all, he probably wasn't entirely in his right mind.

Just keep repeating that to yourself.

*snugs some more, just 'cause*

[threnody.livejournal.com]

Dude, if anyone snarks, I say snark back. He *didn't* say anything. How were you supposed to know it was important? You're not psychic.

(This cheeses me off- my sibs pull shit like this and I just have the urge to smack when I hear these things)

*smooches*