May 09, 2005 16:50
Dear Parents:
I realize i currently have no job.
I realize that i need a job.
Please realize that i am not out looking for a job right now because i'm in a shitty mood.
please also consider that coming down here and talking to me every 20 minutes (i wish i was exaggerating) for nearly three hours to tell me that "well, what i would do in your position is...." and "you know you can't sit around here on the computer all summer" and "don't count on your invested money" is not putting me in a good mood, nor is it doing anything other than pissing me off.
I am in a shitty mood, and am thus trying to relax. aggravating me will do nothing to expedite the process of me cheering up.
In conclusion, i will not die poor tonight, nor will i die homeless tomorrow. i will not die peniless next week and in a month i will not be found frozen to death on the streets of toronto.
Things are happening, calm the fuck down. What's your rush?
Sincerely, your son.
PS. delicious irony that again, you came down to lecture me about how much job i don't have.
(geh. at least this isn't a surprise.)