tired...

I'm really tired. Today was the Unitis Family reunion, at my Grandpas house. My dad's side of the family is huge, we had like 100 people there. Hopefully, by next year, I'll be 6 ft and be the same height as the rest of the men there. We lithuanians are known for being tall and thin. And all the old men have the same donkey - like laugh. To get away, I went for a spin on my jet ski, since it's the last day before I haul it out of the lake into the garage. It's a Supercharged Yamaha bombadier, seats 3 comfortably, meets the california low emission standards, has a Roxxor gold paint job, has 215 horse, and most importantly, GOES 70 MPH! woot!. My competition wasn't on the lake today, so I went around only a few times. Then back to the reunion. The family game is volleyball, and traditionally the young men play against the old men. we always lose. My dad and his cousins should be professionals, they are that good. My granpa has both a new poem and a new girlfriend, but I haven't seen her yet. My grandpa says he likes them short and skinny, no that gives me both what she looks like and the shivers.

I'll write about my Armenian side tomorrow.