ugh
grrrrr what the fuck my father is a retard. he was throwing bitch fits about EVERY LITTLE THING.... like yesterday he flipped out when i ate a 2nd cupcake (note that they were about the size of a half-dollar, not like a legit cupcake) because apparently even though they'd been out for hours, i was being rude and stealing more than my share. this wasnt just a small reprimand either, this was a drawn out... well... more than lecture, less than fight.... yeah, im gonna stick with bitch fit. and he had another one today because apparently he's worried that i'll be a drunk driver because today i drove when i was, in his mind, unfit to drive. how many drinks had i had? oh, none, but apparently i was too distracted because i had a splinter in my heel that hurt when i hit the pedal suddenly. so therefore i'll be a drunk driver. GOOD. LORD.
the universe seems intent on pissing me off right now.
the universe seems intent on pissing me off right now.