The Inmates Run the Asylum

My sister texted me this pic of herself earlier today. She took it of last night.

There's a face in the blur next to her face.

I think her new place is haunted.

Or she needs a new camera.

Either way, glad it's not me.

Spooky.

I emailed my mother before Thanksgiving asking her if anyone had moved in the last year because I was sending out Christmas cards. She said no.

Today I get an email from her with a new address for my aunt and one of my cousins. Oh, and my sister moved. Again. But she didn't have her new address yet.

Now are you understanding why I wait until the last minute to do holiday cards? Because I have never and will never be in the loop in a timely fashion.

I texted my sister about her new address. The conversation went like this:

Me: If u want money for xmas, u better make with the new address.
Mimzie: *texts me her new address which turns out to be nothing more than a different apartment in the same building*
Me: Very good. You shall be rewarded. I'll let you live another year. Muwahaha!
Mimzie: Your stupid lol

Not even kidding about the "your stupid" part. She really did text that. And this isn't the first time she's texted that. I can't tell if she's lazy or grammatically impaired.

At least her text sig no longer says "asst. pimp". 'Cause I kept reading it as "ass pimp". And that would lead me to speculate on pimp specialities.

Next thing I'd know, I'd have lost hours.

It's not easy being me.