February 3, 2009

Filed under: My Life — happychick @ 6.38p02

My StepDad took me on a two hour drive today in a bid to get up my 25 logbook hours. He complained the whole time. He whinged and whined and told me it was like pulling his eyeballs out with a needle.

When we got home, I laughed. He’d sat in a car, bored out of hs senses, for two hours. He’d done it begrudgingly, but he’d done it. He’d done it for me.

We’re not close, and our conversations usually revolve around “Hey maggot face”, “What’s up dogshit?”, but it’s a relationship I woldn’t change for the world. Short of having my real father, he’s the best thing I could have asked for, and I thought I’d take a moment out to think about just how grateful I am for what he’s given up for me over the years.




  1. Are you a masochist or something?

    Comment by Anonymous — September 20, 2010 @ 6.38p09

  2. You’re a whiner too. Have you seen more than one of the things that you typed?

    Comment by Anonymous — October 5, 2010 @ 6.38p10

  3. You’ve commented on nearly all of the posts I wrote when I was about 16. Do I know you or do you tend to spam people’s websites with rude observations?

    Comment by Happychick — November 30, 2010 @ 6.38p11

    • Don’t like what I’m typing? Then, just ignore it.

      In case you didn’t realize, you’re rude too.

      Comment by Anonymous — September 14, 2012 @ 6.38p09

    • Here’s a better idea: Why don’t you delete all my posts if you’re hate them so much?

      Comment by Anonymous — June 15, 2014 @ 6.38p06

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