The Tupperware Incident
I finally moved into an apartment after months of futile searching. Thank God! So, yesterday, I went home after work to move some more stuff out of my old room and into my new apartment near UNCA. My mother had the nerve to ask me when I would be all moved out by and also inquired as to whether I could babysit Emily the next night. I replied that I was trying to move a lot of things that day and that althouh I had plans for the following night I would babysit Emily if she needed me to. Her prescence was unneverving and unwelcoming. Upon mentionming she was looking forward to having a lamp back which has been mine since I was twelve, I retorted that it was my posession and she stomped away shouting "the other lamp!" referring to the tall white one in the corner rather than the tiffany lamp she had been looking in the direction of. "That one is mine too!" I shouted down the hall at her. What a bitch. To be continued...