Vodka? Yes please.

I'm having an Orange Julius and I put some vodka in to. It's 10:23 and I'm justifying this decision by reminding you it's Orange Juice and that's a morning thing. Great logic never fails.

The past is my real life

In December I mentioned that I had a half brother and I never elaborated.


When my dad was barely 17, he was into drugs and drinking. He didn't get along with my grandparents because my grandpa was an alcoholic and a dick. So he moved out and lived with his best friend. His best friend was dating this really "skeezy" girl. At one point her brother shot my dad's best friend in the leg.


So my dad had a little one night stand with the lady and didn't talk to her again. I know, I know... He slept with his best friend's girl, but he wasn't in the right state of mind. She got pregnant and didn't tell my dad until after she had the baby. My dad didn't know what to do and didn't want to have anything to do with her so he blew it off.


My dad told my mom about it after they were married and my mom wasn't fine with him leaving a child, but she accepted my dad for who he was.
The thing about my dad is that when I was 3, my mom made him go into rehab. He was huge on alcohol and multiple drugs. He doesn't like to be reminded about his life before he was 25 because it was so messed up.


So 12 years ago my mom and dad met with my half brother, whose name is Justin. Justin just wanted to get to know us, but my dad didn't want to deal with it still. In December Justin wrote me and my sisters and told us that we were possibly his half sisters. It took my dad 3 weeks to talk to me and Lindz about it. I completely understand why he didn't talk about it and I respect still respect him.
We met Justin almost a few weeks ago and his wife and 3 daughters. Yup, he has 3 daughters and I'm technically an Aunt. The youngest one asked my dad if he was her grandpa and he just stood up and walked away haha.


They came over again for dinner last night. They were much less nervous. His daughters are coming to stay over this weekend so we can get to know them more.


It's a little odd, but it happens. Turns out my Uncle Tim might also have a child somewhere hahaha.
I love my dad. He's the most amazing father anyone can ever have. He's such a sweet and caring guy and I'm glad that he's accepting everything. My mom feels bad because his life wasn't so great growing up and she knows that he could've had a good upbringing with our family.
Justin is 32 and my oldest sister is almost 30. They get along really well. Lindz is still having problems with it, but she's trying. I'm indifferent. He's nice and his family is great. I guess his mom tried to shoot him in front of his kids a little while ago. Crazy..


This is my brother. He's very nice and very different than me and Lindz.

I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep.

I'm going to New York in a couple days for the weekend. I hope that the flight doesn't get delayed or canceled. My mom is already there waiting. I wish I was seeing Jonathan while I am there, but he comes the day after I leave.

Life is confusing and irritating.

Oh Charlie Brown.

Charlie Brown - “Can you cure loneliness doctor?”
Lucy - “For a nickel, I can cure anything!”
Charlie Brown - “Can you cure deep-down, bottom-of-the-well, no-hope, end-of-the-world, what’s-the-use loneliness?”
Lucy - “For the same nickel?!”

Dealing with offensive breath in 1835

Offensive Breath

This is owing to scurvy in the gums and putrified matter lodged in the hollow teeth. The following gargle stands in high esteem: - Take two ounces of cinnamon, six drachms of cloves, and six ounces of Florentine orrice root, nutmeg and mace; bruise and macerate them in a quart of spirits of wine or French brandy, during forty-eight hours. When used let it be diluted with water. Or chew every night a small piece of gum myrrh. Or chew every night and morning a clove, or a piece of orrice root, about the size of a bean; or rub the teeth with a piece of rag dipped in spirits of vinegar.

Robots say I love you

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Random things I apparently feel the need to keep...

I was looking through my box full of things I had from London and I decided that if I don't change my ways, I may end up on that TV show "Hoarders."
Here is some awesomeness I found:


My boyfriend Flat Stanley.

A pamplet on how God can accept me. I read it all while drunk and realized I wasn't going to be accepted so I might as well just keep enjoying my non-religious life.

A pamplet on religion that I didn't read.

A prescription for when I got really sick.

I'm not actually sure what this was, but I liked it.

A button I got from a creepy nightclub.

A fake fried egg.


Two of the best postcards I've ever seen.


Postcards I forgot to send to my friends.

A cellphone I used for 3 weeks because I delayed for the first 3 weeks in getting one.

Note that I just put them back in the folders and boxes and did not throw any of them away.