The Daily Adventures of Mercat

oh my FUCKING god. My family does not understand the meaning of, I dunno, relaxing. After watching Doctor Who (hooray) for two hours, they decided we'd meet the rest of the family at the restaurant at the top of the mountain they were skiing at. Only it wasn't a restaurant, it was a lodge foodline. And it took us FIVE GODDAMN FUCKING HOURS. So now we're FINALLY back to the house, and I can sit down to read my book, and you know WHAT? WE'RE GOING OUT TO GODDAMN DINNER.

This blows, mucho majorly. So, looks like less skiing for me so I can do more reading later (which is not a loss to me, but my family, but for now I DON'T CARE. It's vacation, I want some me time). I am SO not happy at the moment.