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Okay so today was Christmas for my family. My parents are Serbian Orthodox so they follow the Julian calendar which is supposed to be more accurate or some shit like that. So anyyway is usually goes like this. We show up, my dad is already bitching that he's hungry and he's been waiting forever for us. We eat like ravenous dogs of the excessive amounts of food my mother has made. She never eats, she just watches us. Partway through my dad starts picking on me and we begin to argue. He leaves the table and goes into the other room either to check up oh his horse racing or to just fall asleep on the couch. I usually end up leaving early cos I'm pissed off at my dad. This time they made me say the lord's prayer ...this always makes me laugh because I am the fucked up black sheep freak of the family yet I am the ONLY one of us who can read Cyrillic. Ridiculous. Yes I am the weirdo that no one understands and at the same time the only one who bothered to learn to read in thier damn native language. So I had a silent giggle over that. Partway through I stopped and said "Is that right? Did I say that word right? Oh well, whatever" and continued on. My dad reminded me its sacrilege to do that...and I reminded him its sacrilege to be EATING MEAT today. You're supposed to be fasting for 7 weeks before xmas according to their bullshit..I mean religion.

So this time it wasn't that bad. My dad didn't pick on me too much (well, he still hasn't seen the tattoo, my guess is I won't be reading to many more prayers at the dinner table after he sees that thing!). But its such a fucking joke, the whole thing. For one day - NAY - for a few hours they pretend to be pious while the rest of the time my dad sits around in his wife beater and shorts drinking beer and trying to figure out how to use the computer to win money at the horse racing track. He's a bigot and a misongynist but as long as he shows his face at church once a year its all good. Did I mention it is tradition to get wasted at church? Yeah they drink warmed whiskey (thereby rendering it an afternoon drink) after the service. Most years we are all sitting around the table waiting for my dad to drive home drunk from the xmas morning service....

AND I'M THE BAD GUY!!!!! Just being around them makes me feel guilty for being me. They have this way of making me feel so abnormal it sucks. Someone please tell me that I am not the only person in the world who is reasonably intelligent who happens to think altogether differently?

Anyway, here's what you've all been wating for..your
HORROR MOVIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"So there I was so awfully dead in that electric chair...I didn't like it...it's upsetting"

A nice and evil one coming to you from my hubby again..this happens to be his favorite actor in the whole wide world. So who's first?

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I have to add this, my hubby showed me something last night that made me feel better. It's a quote from a government publication on Trends that are changing the World in terms of Employement. "THE BABY BOOMERS WILL NO LONGER DOMINATE POPULAR THINKING AND CULTURE" I thought this was cool that the govt is reminding us about what we all already know. That shit is not like it was when our parents were young and trying to figure out what to do with their lives. Times are changing folks and I for one can't wait til WE dominate popular thinking and culture.