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As per usual, after a long absence, I feel it necessary to point out that I am indeed not dead.

I am sick of dealing with my family though. I was thinking about it in bed last night and I'm just NOT looking forward to all the consorting and such I have left to do. C-day over at Scott's family will be OK. I think his sister is nice and she doesn't live around here so I almost never see her. His parents are always nice to me.
Later C-day with the rest of his family? Well not that they're no nice people as well, but rather overwhelming. Since I could wait to see my family until the next day or we could go our seperate ways after spending the morning at his parents, I think I'll choose the latter.

That's not bad either. My mom is a pain in the butt but my brother and his wife are great and they kind of cancel out her occasional annoyingness and then some. And then I have one and a half week old Gordon Riley to see too! The only problem there is that I'm also getting sick of driving and not thrilled about six hours on the road in one day but don't really want to stay the night there either.

And finally, I'll have to see my dad sometime. Just him? Who knows. That'll be uncomfortable. And if I have to go to some get together with his side of the family. Even more uncomfortable. And if I have an excuse to bow out on something like that? Hella guilt.

I'm looking forward to some of it, but I sure will be glad when this week is over.