Fight

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I had/am having a really large shouting fight with my parents. The shouting part is done with, but we are still fighting. Jared has marching band from 8 AM - 10 AM. I work at Burger King from 8 - 2 PM, and at Edina Realty from 12 PM - 7 PM. See the over-lapping??? Because my parents sure as hell don't. I can give Jared a ride to marching band - I have to go get my check from BK and deposit it this morning anyway, I just can't give him a ride home. So my dad and my mom both want to take my car and drive me around. This would only work if they sat in the BK parking lot from 11 until 2 - because of the over-lapping. While we were busy shouting with each other on who has the car, Jared goes and calles his friend Brandon (the kid who got a blow-job in the back of the bus to DC) and Brandon says he can come take Jared to and from Marching Band. So that dilema solved, and Dad leaves for work. But while I was in the bathroom Mom took my car to go get groceries at Rainbow, and then to come pick me up to take me to fucking work. I'd planned on leaving, like right now, to go to BK and get my stupid paycheck and deposit that early so I wouldn't have to transfer funds between my savings and checking accounts. Mom can't be on-time. She will be 10-15 min for everything. She looses things constantly (latest thing: her purse) and forgets things you tell her right away. It's that new-fangled Alice-Hammers disease, my grandmother hsa it and it looks like my mom does too. Will she get home in time for me to get my paycheck and deposit it? NO. Will she get home in time to take me to work? NO.

In brighter news, it is my cat Emilie's 12th birthday. Happy Birthday Emilie Tinkerbell Bullet Butterball Brastad!