Sunday, May 25, 2008

Sin of the Week, 5/25/08

My major and minor crimes are boring. But here's one (or two) since the title of the post suggests crimes: Last night after spinning around in bed endlessly pretending to be asleep, I wished for my dad to die so that I could move on with my life. Then I sat up in bed and said out loud, to no one, "You could not be more evil. You are beyond hope of salvation."

Then I did restless leg yoga in bed for a few more hours and finally fell asleep near dawn, about a half an hour before the toddler of the house drove a race car over my left boob, calling it a "mountain."

Here are a few pictures of where I sometimes go on the weekends. It is my brother's house.

Tomorrow, I will describe* the weekend.

*My dad is fine right now. Depending on which end of the statistics you believe, this means that he just lived the last 5.84% of his life in relative peace and comfort - or the last 17.52%.


Annie said...

It is not evil to think those thoughts Nina it is normal :-). We all know you don't really want your dad to die. It is just the stress talking. Lovely home...

Finn said...

What a lovely place your brother has.

And what Annie said about your dad. I'm sure it's normal under the circumstances. xo

Dagny said...

I'll tell you. You never get over it, no matter what.

But it's not evil to think that way.

I'm so fucking sorry. :(