  Yes yes it turns out that it is a great day to be Cobain-ish. My brother, who incidentally does not want to be featured in this blog, has this Girlfriend. Girlfriend has been kicked out of her house, and now Girlfriend is going to our family dinner. I might add that this family dinner is a family dinner, meaning it is intended for the family. But Joey refuses to go unless Girlfriend is allowed to go. So Girlfriend will be staying at our house for a while. My guess is at least a week, which will be sufficent time for her to get pregnant; thus making me an Aunt.
So I, of course, got very upset. Jake then decided to yell at me incohernetly for a half an hour about the number of towels I use each day. So I became more upset. I then watched Dr. Phil and had three generous handfuls of stale pretzles, and now I feel sick. A. ... A. 
