Oh Look, it's Mrs. S&M de Complain; aka My Mum

Right, I have this love and hate relationship with my mum. One moment, she's all nice, but look beneath her surface and she turns into this horrible old S&M hag who loves to torture friends and family via through sadistic complaints. And every time she complains...it's like getting stuck with in a lonely dim-lit room...in the seventh circle of Hell.

And my advice to her, even though she's my mum...oh, for Fuck's Sake, nobody cares about your complaints. The more you complain to anyone, including me...the more that people will starting putting the hate on you and thus giving you a title worthy that Satan would be most proud of, instead of God. So, ha ha.

And as for Boxing Day...oh, fuck no. The Vietnamese Catholic Church had just cut the 'entertainment' part of the after party, meaning no music from my cousin. Fuck this and the same old dinner that we get every year, I'm staying at home and might as well make an excuse for not going to Church anyway. Plus, people at my age at not going to be here...it might as well be more like a school reunion for old people and not much of a 'wild' party to anyone between the ages of 18 - 24.

In the mean time, ordered, played and beaten the new Prince of Persia and my God, it plays similiarly well with Okami and ICO for some reason.