My Aunt

So this year my aunt gave me a CD labeler for my birthday.  What’s that about?  I mean, first, it’s one of those plastic press labelers.  It’s not exactly the height of technology.  Second, she knows I already have top of the line disk printers, so why would I need a new one, and why on earth would I want a cheaper one?  At least the CD labeling paper she gave me will come in handy.  I can use that. 

Maybe I’ll try and return the labeler and see if I can get some more copying materials out of it.  My mixes are getting pretty popular around school; I might be able to start charging for them.  It’s pretty cool that my aunt at least knows what I’m into, but I hate it when adults catch one little detail and they think that they know everything there is to know about you. 

I like my aunt a lot, but she doesn’t even spend that much time with me.  I’d prefer that than a stupid labeler.  I know she doesn’t have a ton of cash and there’s a credit crunch and I appreciate the gesture, but like I said, I’d much prefer to just hang out with her. 

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