When I'm not passed out on the couch at after watching Twilight Zone or Ripley's, I'm grabbing my pre-packed bags and leaving for one of my many homes. My high score of alone time at my house is 10 hours. Oh yeah. My last adventure was trip to my mother's. If you've read the previous entry when I made a 5 day visit you'd recall that I'd had a disagreement with her baby daddy that resulted in me throwing uno cards at him. This time, I threw a pen at his eye as he made fun of me. I don't plan on returning to that house for another 85 days...when my half brother is born. He's such a big baby who finds entertainment in whistling at such a level that makes you feel the need to punch puppies. He also feels the need to play card games against you until he wins. I spent almost six hours playing repetitive games of rummy against the man. What's the worst part of this card game with him? He calls rummy on the table any time you hesitate to lay a card (which is a lot). When I was scorekeeper, I deducted points for his unnecessary calls. After harsh words against him, my mom said I should apologize as my mom and I were leaving to take me home. I refused but he had no problem oozing lies and sarcasm with a "Goodbye Emma. Can't wait to see you later." while throwing bits of paper at me when my mom wasn't looking. I responded with slightly childish, "Later hater." Now it might seem that I am the immature one,but it's just one of those instances that you'd have to be there to understand.
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