snag in the plans
So let's update shall we?
To add to my ever-growing basket o' problems, I have 2 grand new additions that I would like to complain about:
1) My father has decided that he doesn't want to "let me" go to Syria
a) reason why he's meddling: I did not give an answer right away to the question "when do you get back?" As anyone reading this knows, I got screwed by Zettler for a work visa, which would enable me to stay for 5 weeks instead of the tourist visa's 2. I couldn't really answer right away. Because I didn't know. Then he started some tirade about how if I didn't know, he wouldn't "let me" go. In other words, he's having control issues in his old age
b) reasons why I am pissed:
i) HE'S NOT FUCKING PAYING FOR A DAMN THING. HE GETS NO SAY IN THE MATTER.
ii) This is not a pleasure cruise. I am doing real work, that is applied towards school credit. I need to go. Period. End of discussion.
iii) HE SERIOUSLY HAS NO RIGHT TO RAISE OBJECTIONS WHEN HE ISN'T PAYING ANYTHING.
iv) My (famous) professors have reached into their own pockets and paid their own personal money for me to go. If I do not show up, it is a huge insult and I will undoubtedly be blackballed out of every grad school, dig, etc that I ever try to work at ever again.
c) what I am going to do:
i) Prove that my father is an idiot (not hard, but execution is a little difficult) with the magic that is Powerpoint.
ii) Go anyway.
2. I have a precancerous lesion. This is my second biopsy. I recieve my results monday.
I really don't know what else to say. It is times like this, though where I wish I liked Colonial Archaeology and didn't smoke.