Tulsa Okla-freaking-homa
October 4, 2008The bright side is that even after getting stuck behind SLOW ASS CARS for MILES, we made good time getting down here.
My pain in the ass brother is the reason I wanted to come down here by myself/with my friend to see my cousins. “AHHHHH I HAVE TOO MUCH HOMEWORKKKK” “I WANNA SKATEBOARDDDD, THEY DON’T HAVE A SKATEPARKKKK” “I DIDN’T EVEN WANT TO COME!!!” Seriously, I am going to ship my teenagers off to boarding school so I don’t have to listen to this bullshit.
After awakening at seven AM thanks to the eight-year-old and three-year-old I’ve been watching the past two days, it is now past midnight and I am still wide awake.
We got down here around 7:30, after missing the freaking turn to get to my fourteen-year-old cousin Amy’s football game. (Actually, she’s just in the marching band. That’s the whole reason I came down in the first place, to see her play at halftime.) I forgot how much I despise football games. I don’t see the point in watching obese guys throw themselves at each other. This entertains people?! It bores me to death.
The other team rocked the field, and the other team’s band rocked halftime. Sadly. They sounded better and looked better. The football team made a touchdown in the first FIFTEEN SECONDS of the game.
My mom, brother, aunt, Amy, her friend, my younger cousin Jason and I went to Cici’s pizza after the game (this being around eleven PM.) Tulsa has a lot of black people. I’m totally not racist at ALL, it just always surprises me walking into a place and it being half black, because Lawrence/Kansas City has like NO black people. I’m not even kidding- my elementary school had three black kids. Out of 350. I just always have a double-take moment. That was pretty uneventful.
Tomorrow, my little cousin Kelsi has her first soccer game at 9:45AM. We’ll see how that goes.
And I think we’re going to go to the mall. Cool.
Oh vibrating one! You were looking at the wrong people. You’re supposed to look at the running backs and quarter backs, etc who are not obese. You are supposed to look at those men in tight pants with their tight asses!
None of them knew how to run!!!!