The Kither, The Rocker, The FREAK!

A look inside the screwed up, but always entertaining life of Andi M.

Sunday, January 18, 2004

Had another wonderful day with my mom. We went around and I listened to her go on and on about Kate, my bro's girlfriend, and about how much she hates her. I love my bro's girlfriend. I personally think she rocks...but, I don't have an opinion around my mom which is something I learn very quickly. I'm really sure my mom is a good person, I just haven't seen that good person since I was about 12 and I am starting to wonder if it ever existed or if I was just too young to know how evil she was.

Like I stated earlier, me, my bro, Kate, my niece, and Kate's son all went out to my brother's dad's house (er, mini mansion). We had a great time and only left as early as we did because my neice's mom was being a bitch and wanted Anaysia back home. But we were able to get in a few slices of pizza and some sibling bonding with Rashida, my brother's sis and I guess my half sister. When I got home, my mom was waiting with harsh words about Kate. Whenever she rants about her, I just sit back and listen. No need in saying anything. I got on my pajamas and got into bed, as easy as that. We didn't say anything to each other until the next morning which I kinda enjoyed. I REALLY can't wait to move out...

Before I end this, I want to say that I got to see my fave wrestler, Spike Dudley, (the adorable little guy sporting the Andi Rules shirt that I magically made in PaintShop) on Sunday Night Heat. He can't believe he lost to freakin' Rob Conway. I hate the WWE sometimes. They don't care about him at all and don't try hard to hide it. Spike is always a winner to me. And if ever I get to REALLY meet him, I will tell him that.

Okay, I'm not even sure how she did this, but the wonderful Marie made this bland white and blue (or whatever color that was) into this AWESOME kick ass dream blog! I REALLY owe you one, girl! ANYTHING!

Now that I have this awsome blog to write on, let's get started.

Okay, I'm watching E! and I see a commerical for "Love Chain: Fred Durst." Why do they want to mess with this poor guy? I've been in love with Fred for like 4 or 5 years. To say the least, he had me at "Well, I guess it would be nice, if I could touch your body". Now, I'm not saying that Fred is an angel. That's a far cry from the truth. But if he said he dated Carmen Electra and Elissa Malono...I believe him (maybe because I belive anything that Freddie says). So, tonight at 10, I guess I will watch this thing on Fred Durst and then come and vent on how angry I am about it on my new KICK ASS BLOG! (Thank you again Marie, you will recieve your check in the mail ;)

Maybe I come back later and tell my tale of my trip out to my brother's dad's house yestersay. I had typed the whole thing up and my internet connection was lost and so was my story. I'm a little to pissed to type right now.