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14 years ago
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We finally got back home this afternoon. My partner's family. Is. Crazy.
They're the sort of family that seems to live in mortal terror of conversational lulls, so they talk. They talk to each other, over each other, under their breath, across the table, through the window, to people who already left the room, to themselves... it's like being smack-dab in the middle of a WWII trench battle, except the shell bursts sound like chortling middle-aged women, and the bullets are very heavy, high-fat meals being placed in front of you even if you just ate 9 minutes ago.
They're very nice people. Very generous. Their generosity is IN. YOUR. FACE.
And in between all the family-ness, I was holding my partner while he cried, making sure my dog didn't bite any of the younger relatives (he isn't a fan of small children), trying to figure out this whole Osama bin Laden embarrassment, and oh yeah, doing some actual work.
The commission is already late, but I'll be damned if anything's going to keep me from finishing it by this weekend.
And then, a wedding! And packing up my apartment! And working on the comic! And having heart palpitations! And saying goodbye to my lover of 5 years for god knows how long! Fun times, fun times.
My life is about to get much more complicated.
They're the sort of family that seems to live in mortal terror of conversational lulls, so they talk. They talk to each other, over each other, under their breath, across the table, through the window, to people who already left the room, to themselves... it's like being smack-dab in the middle of a WWII trench battle, except the shell bursts sound like chortling middle-aged women, and the bullets are very heavy, high-fat meals being placed in front of you even if you just ate 9 minutes ago.
They're very nice people. Very generous. Their generosity is IN. YOUR. FACE.
And in between all the family-ness, I was holding my partner while he cried, making sure my dog didn't bite any of the younger relatives (he isn't a fan of small children), trying to figure out this whole Osama bin Laden embarrassment, and oh yeah, doing some actual work.
The commission is already late, but I'll be damned if anything's going to keep me from finishing it by this weekend.
And then, a wedding! And packing up my apartment! And working on the comic! And having heart palpitations! And saying goodbye to my lover of 5 years for god knows how long! Fun times, fun times.
My life is about to get much more complicated.
It remembers me so badly to those Family Xmas "Parties"..
Maybe I should learn sign language...