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I'm getting really sick of the perpetual battle of wits between my father and I. By the end we are both completely drained intellectually and emotionally. His years of experience of dealing with people versus my knowledge of body language and my ablity to wield the english language is beginning to tire me out. Everyday we argue about the most infidesimal thing; we argue it beyond the quarks and such, to the point where I will go insane if I am forced to continue the battle.
Lately the fights have been about my current obsession with cars. I'm barely holding him at bay about spending all the money i have been lately and he is very hesitant about letting me go to Hot Import Nights with my newly "decked out" car. (Which will be completed very very soon). I need sleep, my faculties are drained to the max.
So i probably will be a little testy and harsh with my responses for the next month or so; as the only way to get the upper hand on my dad is to start off with a comment that is offhandadly flippant and extremely harsh (which tends to strike his moral character).
-Au Revoir!