Something to look forward to.

I’m posting a lot again. Probably hard for some to keep up.

Oh well.

Dad decided we should have a Family Picture. I really don’t care, I like pictures. Thus, I said, “Okay”. Wendi, on the other hand, hates having her picture taken, and sees this as yet another one of his crazy ideas. She is right, though. We agreed to this, yes, but he acts like such a spaz. He loves wearing the Penis Hat.

So, off to JCPenney. I’ll illegally proliferate the pictures once I get them. One set of the four of us, and one set with just Wendi and I. Dad was his usual rude self, with muttering under his breath that you can always hear. (Have I mentioned his tendency to mutter muslim terrorists completely at random? Though, I didn’t hear that out of him today.)

Lady who did our pictures was a bit commanding; she knows what she’s doing after five years of working there. Something funny. She asked how old I was. Then asked where I’m going to school. My computer affinity intrigued her. She asked whether I have an interest in photography.

She gave me an application and told me that they’ll need help over Christmas. …*smirks* My lucky day, eh? I was asked how I am with kids. Truthfully? I love kids, I’m just terrified I’ll break them. A little desensitization will rid me of that fear.

My sister’s moving. Again. Won’t be long now. I told her I’d take her out to dinner Sunday. (Tomorrow.) Don’t know when I’ll see her again.