easter blows a fatty.

my parents are politely guilting me into coming home for easter. my sister will be there, with the boys. she's been asking me to come down too.

part of me really wants to go, because i very rarely get to see my nephews and i really think it's my duty as their aunt to teach them how to fuck around in church and get away with it. but i know that it's going to be a huge family meltdown at some point...i don't forsee good coming of this.

and i had planned to go back to the bascillica this year because it's such a good show. it'll be the last time i get to see it in a while.

plus. easter falls on april 8. this is a very personal date that i usually spend alone, doing something fun outside of the city. i don't think "easter with a family bent on crazy" qualifies as "alone" or "fun."

man, i don't even celebrate easter. i just like candy. why's everything gotta be a big ordeal? gosh!

an open letter to geekfunsters.

dear geekfunsters.

i have a couple of vacation days left this year, so if you could please finsh construction on your site:
http://www.kashyyyk.com/

i would be very greatful.

wwaaaaaaaagh waa. rrrrrr,
amber bjork.