not entirely to blame...

But grant me, just the same,
I'm not entirely to blame
- Billy, Easy to Love, Anything Goes


WELL.

Hello from Myrtle Beach, SC. It is really cold. No joke. SO SO COLD. I can't believe this is the South. Apparently it's nice in Brooklyn right now. *Sigh* Ah well. I'm here on the back porch of our timeshare watching the rain drizzle its way down the golf course which is apparently our whole view. Unfortunately, we cannot drive somewhere else and view something else, as it just so happens that my family had the forethought to have absolutely no forethought. I'm not blaming my mom or my grandma or myself expressly. It's more like I blame the collective us that was clearly too stupid to make good plans. First of all, my grandmother. I blame her first. Why would we want to go to a timeshare in Myrtle Beach? I've spent at least an 1/8 of my life in this area of the South, and take it from me, there is nothing going on down here but retirees going to the K&W Cafeteria, Dillard's and Macy's. Believe me, if something was going on, I would know. In great detail. How it failed. Sentence frag.
(Yes I actually typed sentence frag). OK, I blame my grandma for picking the location and the date. My god, it's Columbus Day Weekend. It's one of those time-old civilian holidays where you laze about your own house, not go visit timeshares! (P.S. I'm not actually angry, it's just I'm cold right now, and that causes me to whine excessively). I also blame her for asking me to book flights and pretending she can't use the Internet when we all know that she used to use it at her old job. That's just plain annoying. This decision also ended up having a disgruntled and clearly stupid-with-tiredness me order our flight tickets. Here is where I turn the blame over to myself. I blame myself for not reading the airport names of where we were leaving from and the airport we will arrive at. It just so happens that one of them is in Queens, and one of them is in Newark on Monday at 11 pm. Because I am that insane. Anywho. I blame my mother for not explaining exactly how ordering tickets on priceline works, because although I am a "kid genius", I do not know how to use things I've never used before. And it takes me a long time to figure things out. Frustration. I blame the hurricane for making my father not be able to stay in the area. But I also blame my father for not doing his stuff during the hurricane. I know he couldn't have done some of them, but he's not getting off scot-free. I blame the world for us not having a rental car. And also for the fact that only one pizza shop delivers out here. And there is no nearby Chinese food. And we're lactose intolerant. What the hell!?

I think I've assigned enough blame. Alright.

There are some good things about this place. It's really serene, since the only thing here is a golf course. The sounds of wildlife are enthralling. I've heard all sorts of special birds this morning. That should be exciting. And also, my mom and grandma are pretty chill, so I'm basically lazing about. Although without food. Definite downside there... Also my father is back in North Carolina. But he will be back soon? I hope.