Putting my aunt's superiority complex in check :-)

Couldn't sleep. It was all the coffee I drank at Norms. After 5:30AM, I busted a #3 to see if it would help. To who? Well, I don't like busting a #3 to friends - because they're friends! - BUT since Sam flat out said she's OK with friends with benefits, I figured that was indirect permission to bust a #3 to her. The coffee eventually wore off and I slept.

PWG's 2nd night of Battle of Los Angeles was tonight, but had to go to Santa Barbara for my nephew Tristan's 1st Birthday. My mommy and I picked up her sister. I drove because my mommy was tired and I had banned her sister from our driver's seat. (This is the same aunt who insists driving a slow minimum of 8 hours to Las Vegas.) My mommy's sister imposed her usual superiority complex of sitting in the front seat because sitting in the back "makes [her] dizzy." [Cough] Bullshit [Cough]. After man-handling her nonstop harrassment (i.e. backseat driving, whining about radio stations, etc.), she then hypocritically complained about lack of respect. Haha! Classic!

For words of wisdom in Tristan's scrap book reserved for when he knows how to read, I wrote:

You'll never be too old for baby food. It has nutrients that "grown up" food doesn't. Trust me. I personally like the peach flavored ones.

Coming home, my mommy drove. And I kicked her sister out of the front seat.

Ryan - 2. Aunt's superiority complex - 0.