I'm a big gay cleaning machine!

Yeah, and I still have a lot to go. Stuff was on my bed, now it's on the floor, ready to be put away tomorrow. Found out today that I might not be able to go see Matthew on Monday which absolutely sucks. My damn aunt on my dad's side is coming to see my grandfather. He called today, like three times. We don't answer the phone when it's him. When my dad died his side of the family went straight to hell. My grandfather tried to commit suicide and my aunt left her husband and shacked up with some backwoods redneck. I know I get touchy about being called a redneck, but this guy really is. He has like trashed cars and a nasty trailer. It's just trashy. She also has a baby by this guy, that I lovingly call the devil spawn. I know it's not the baby's fault and I haven't even seen it. I still feel like it's Rosemary's Baby. My grandfather is coming over here some time to get his guns. Which means I have to remember which ones are his and put them in a gun cabinet all by themselves, so he won't try to take some of mine and my dad's. If he tries it, I'll beat him. He might be old, but he's like 6' 7" and has done physical work all his life. BUT I CAN TAKE HIM!!! *does macho pose* I feel sorry for my cousin Kelly. She's had to deal with her crazy ass mom and all this stuff. She's so pretty though. I found a picture of her while cleaning. Anyway....my wrists are tired.