Sunday, January 8

jaguar/birthday

time goes by. my grandfather's birthday is next weekend--i'm happy he's making it past another year and all, but it means i can't go out next weekend as well. not that i had anywhere in particular to go this weekend, but it was sort-of consoling that i couldn't have gone anyway. two weeks in a row, though, and it's just depressing.

my first uncle's jaguar x-type is broken. the air-conditioner doesn't work, and the engine keeps running even after the ignition is turned off. so they're in the hyundai sonata today. both are the same shade of odious champagne gold.

my wheelchair aunt forced herself into lunch today, displacing my grandfather at the table. considering she's normally off at a corner meditating to avoid having to socialize over lunch, this is unwelcome and annoying. it tends to be that under normal circumstances, she adds little to an event, but takes away a lot.

i have forgotten the point of this post.

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