The niece is RIDICULOUSLY bossy. Her mom thinks it's hilarious to get ordered around by a five year old, so she's encouraging it. But I'm sorry, I've seen the end result of this "hilariousness" unleashed on the world. We've got one of those kids working right around the corner. We call her "the princess." She's a bitch of the highest order. Entitlement is her life. Her friend goes to the hospital, she gets pissed off she wasn't called directly about it and goes to the hospital to rip her fucking head off for daring to send the message through another friend.
Personally, I won't tolerate it.
So, I spent most of Saturday being scolded for being a dick because I wouldn't just obey every order given to me by a five year old. But hey, isn't it funny how the niece seems to enjoy herself when she's with me? There's a bit more equal footing between her and I. Whereas everyone else is a fucking servant, and she's a kid who still isn't exactly sure what SHE wants for HERSELF, let alone everyone around her.
I love her, but I fear for her future. Too many people let her boss them around. Very few make her see the world doesn't revolve around her every whim.
Started the next song last night. It's killin' me already. God damn. Gonna take some time to get this one smooth. I'm SOOOOOOOO out of shape on the metalz. I hear it, and every once in a while I can play it. Just need to practice it until it's smooth.
Oh, it's fast. For those waiting for to hear that sort of thing.
The story is pounding my brain with possibilities. Damn thing. Wish I could pick out the best possibility amongst all the run-arounds. I know the DAY it happens now, but there's still so many WAYS it can happen.
Mrs. NFB stole my cellphone over the weekend since we're still waiting for her upgrade path to come flying up in a couple weeks and hers is dead. And forgot to put it back in my pocket. So I have no phone today, and I'm betting she's calling me frantically and wondering why I'm not answering.
AFKS wants to do lunch today to vent about family and other such nonsense. That's always good for a chuckle.
SSS has had her twins. Two little girls both inside the four pounds weight range. Sounds like they're healthy, which is good after the last problem.
Mrs. NFB cooked up this shrimp dish over the weekend that was TO DIE FOR. Some type of creamy sauce with tomatoes in for a bit of punch, with onions and spices and LOADS OF YUM. Over noodles. I could have ate a ton of it. Sadly, we only made a little. And had company. So she's making it again tonight because I want MOAR!
I've written and delete about a thousand different versions of this little thing that's been eatin' at my brain over the past week or so. Basically, someone I was good friends with of the opposite sex back when we were teenagers. We had a lot of fun together (not that type of fun you pervs). Something happened, tensions were created, things got weird, things ended so-so lukewarm badly. Every time I try to write the details it ends up sounding like some type of self-indulgent bullshit. So, no details. Just, more bleh.
And yeah. Later.
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