I'm just sitting here, eating goldfish crackers, watching Cops. My Easter was quite lovely, if you disregard the fact that I was forced to go to my grandma's extremely old school church. Man, those people are so depressing. "Your life has no meaning." "We're all wasting away second by second." "The Lord will punish you for wearing sinful clothing!" Bleh. I swear, the people at my grandma's church condemn anything that is fun or doesn't conform. Fun and individuality are SINS. I don't need to hear that.
Anyway, after having the Bible shoved down my throat, we went back to my grandma's house and had a lovely dinner with my whole family. We actually had an easter egg hunt, which is surprising, because my cousins, my sister, and I are all 11, 16, 17, and 20. But age doesn't matter. Running around the yard hunting for colorful eggs makes me feel like a kid again. So, my Easter was pretty damn awesome. And my cousins always make me smile.
But for every good moment, there is always a bad one. I learned Saturday that my aunt (on my dad's side) has liver cancer. Half of her liver is now one giant tumor. It's not looking good. Chemo probably won't do much. I'd say my aunt is pretty much a goner :(
Tomorrow I'm going job hunting. Again. Petco is being a jerk and they haven't called me yet. I filled out an application online almost a month ago. Jeez. Online applications are a bad idea. I'd feel much better talking to an actual person. So, it looks like I won't be working with cute kitties and cool lizards. Meeehhh. I can't think of anywhere else I want to work.
Wish me good luck for tomorrow.