I'm very tired, and don't want to go to my grandmother's birthday party today. I feel guilty about that...seeing as how she is my only living grandparent...but I'm still convinced that she doesn't like me. So the feeling is semi-mutual.
But! I'm seeing Chicago this afternoon with Zoe and her parents. Opa! It'll probably be a 3 o'clock show, so I'll need to leave my aunt's house by 2 at the latest. I'm not sure how long this shindig is even going to be, since there's the wake afterward. Quite a party, n'est pas?
Damn cursed luck of my family. Seriously. January sucks...and February is just an extension of that...