great...just great pt. 3 (yeah, it continues!)

Not only has my TV taken a crap, now the living room TV--the main TV in the house--has taken a crap as well. And the same exact thing happened to it.

Fuck, I just want my TV back. *criez*

Isn't this sad, people? I'm more upset about TV than my cousin's death. I'm a terrible person. Then again, like I said, I'd be more broken up about JR's death if it weren't so expected that he'd die soon, or if he weren't such an inconsiderate prick his whole life. I'd be more broken up about it if it were more unexpected, like...oh, a car accident or something.

Yep...I'm gonna have a TON of fun on this trip to Ala-goddamn-bama.

update

TV is fully functional. Mom and I tinkered around with 'em for a bit. So that's a bit of a weight off of my shoulders.

Unfortunately, JR is still dead. So we still have to go to the funeral.

Earlier today, I made the rounds with Mom and Hunter. We went to Aldi's to stock up on munchies (and cigs for Mom and Dad) for the 12-14 hour trip. Then we fueled up the Sport Track. Then we stopped at FloraLand to send flowers for the funeral. Mom was really debating on whether we should or not, but in the end, we decided that the little shit at least deserves some flowers, since he probably won't be getting much of any. (Because we all know how cheap Donald and Vivion will be...we haven't even gotten Christle's stupid baby shower invite yet. *ha ha* What a joke.)

You know...a part of me would want to deliver a eulogy that would really make them Southern folk drop their jaws. But I choose not. I'm electing to keep my mouth shut during this whole trip, because I just know that with all the pressures from the death/funeral and just having to deal with screwy family members (If Milton even dares to bring a camera to either the wake or the funeral and take pictures like he did at Aunt Pam and Amber's funeral, I'll fuckin' deck him, I swear to God, how tacky can you get?! Let the dead rest in peace, yo.) and all the skeletons in our family closet, and even though I'm pretty much over my grudge with Grandma Cozie, I feel the old feelings starting to resurface. Oh, and get this. Even though Dad is Grandma Cozie's only other surviving immediate family member, we have to stay at Aunt Jensie's instead of at Grandma's nice house with the swimming pool and big yard and expensive stuff in it that we all just know Vivion is going to take advantage of. *argh* How much ya wanna bet I catch her in JR's old room stealing some of his "personal effects"? (She's done this before.)

I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home I don't wanna go I wanna stay home.