Oh, interesting time to post that.
Dear blog thread,
Family reunion was awesome! I wore a certain unicorn shirt, which I do solely to provoke reactions. My one cousin referred to is as a 'fag flag' shirt, and my grandmother tried to convince people they were playing leapfrog.
Long story short, my father's girlfriend almost ran me over because she was drunk, and when I started asking/screaming what the fuck is WRONG with her afterwards, my father got pissed at me for swearing. When I brought it up later, rather calmly, she started rambling about what we did together at the party and how she helped me (none of which was true) and finally told me not to get involved in her business.
It's hard to piss me off, and I usually forgive pretty quickly even when I am pissed off, but hours later I'm still completely and totally fucking pissed off.