Yay for updating
Ya ya. Been busy. Bite me.
Soooo, friday I.. did something.. can't remember what now. Saturday we obtained my bed, hauled it up to our apartment on the fourth floor and put it together. Also, my sister was over with the spawn. I at least managed to warn the guys I would be late due to bed. The fact that my neice attempted to pull a guilt trip on my when I finally left did not my day make. When I advised the gang about this, the generally commenting was that I am good at making people (or was it children?) cry. O_O
Anyway, so we collected at T's as usual, but divided up a huge box of CoH CCG: Arena instead. We'd all tossed in to pay for them.. I got a lot of stuff I needed, and ended up feeling more than a bit guilty that since it seemed I was getting the most out of the deal. There were many comments along this line, wich didn't help. Apparently people where not paying attnetion when I said I was missing a lot of cards. I was not exagerating damnit! Anyway..
So, after that was some card games - a car racing cuthulu game, wich I won, and some D&D dragon poker game.. wich I won. Yeeeah. I got the impression a few times people were generally unimpressed with me Saturday. :|
Sunday found me doing me laundry and just generally wasting time - then we played CoX, wich was throughly enjoyable. I was less happy when the parents served up soup: Let me clarify - it was good soup! It was made my hand in the crock pot, and I thought it was wonderful - or WOULD have been wondetful had it not contained five tons of celery and cooked turnip. There are things I dislike - I dilike celery all the time, and eat my turnips raw, thankyouverymuch.
So, Yesterday my frustration with a number of small things came to a head and I had a discussion with the mother, it was a good discussion that got a number of things out in the open. The main one being that, ya know, I PAY to live here. I pay for food. I pay my share of the bills. Yet I'm consistantly treated like the wayward child. They frequently do the shopping when I'm not around, rather then do it WITH me, so that I can have some say in what is happening; They often make quite nummy eats - then add things to it that forces me to pick around whatever it is, meaning I don't really eat. Over all, it was a general feeling that no one was listening to me, and I was not happy. I started blowing up and my mother IMMEDIATELY interupts, I have no idea what she was saying now, by my over all response was 'Just LISTEN. Thats all, just fucking LISTEN.' Ya, people tend to shut up when I start get ticked.
Anyway, the other topic that came up was the need for a vehical. ATM, the only one is Ross', since he's gone from 2pm to 4am we don't use it much. Or, really, at all. The original idea was to purchase his car, because he wants to buy a truck. Great! Only, yeah, he can't do that for a while. SO, I says finally to mother, look, we need car. This is rediculous. Next on my list is prodding them, with a hot poker if required, out the door in the next couple of weeks so we can get ourselves a cheap ass beater. Something we can get from point A to point B in. This would make life simpler in many ways. Like, ya know, letting us doing the grocery shopping on a fracking Wednesday if we want!
Ahem.
Anyway, the rest of the week is going to be busy as well - tomorrow is a visit tot he dentist, so I booked the day off work. Thursday I have a parylite thing to go to with ladyblaze69, Friday is the winddown for Halifax (if I recall correctly), Saturday I SHOULD be going to WFG to do stuff. I really really really hope. Ya. I'm kinda starting to feel like I need to schedule everything down to the last second. Then I might actually get somewhere.
Aslo, no word on the permanent position with CHC yet. Ah well.
On that note, I am going. Need to chat with the mother. Need to make arrangments to call the Brick because, yea, my brand new bed? One of the support boards snaped where it was atteched to the edge of the bed. Me not happy.
Soooo, friday I.. did something.. can't remember what now. Saturday we obtained my bed, hauled it up to our apartment on the fourth floor and put it together. Also, my sister was over with the spawn. I at least managed to warn the guys I would be late due to bed. The fact that my neice attempted to pull a guilt trip on my when I finally left did not my day make. When I advised the gang about this, the generally commenting was that I am good at making people (or was it children?) cry. O_O
Anyway, so we collected at T's as usual, but divided up a huge box of CoH CCG: Arena instead. We'd all tossed in to pay for them.. I got a lot of stuff I needed, and ended up feeling more than a bit guilty that since it seemed I was getting the most out of the deal. There were many comments along this line, wich didn't help. Apparently people where not paying attnetion when I said I was missing a lot of cards. I was not exagerating damnit! Anyway..
So, after that was some card games - a car racing cuthulu game, wich I won, and some D&D dragon poker game.. wich I won. Yeeeah. I got the impression a few times people were generally unimpressed with me Saturday. :|
Sunday found me doing me laundry and just generally wasting time - then we played CoX, wich was throughly enjoyable. I was less happy when the parents served up soup: Let me clarify - it was good soup! It was made my hand in the crock pot, and I thought it was wonderful - or WOULD have been wondetful had it not contained five tons of celery and cooked turnip. There are things I dislike - I dilike celery all the time, and eat my turnips raw, thankyouverymuch.
So, Yesterday my frustration with a number of small things came to a head and I had a discussion with the mother, it was a good discussion that got a number of things out in the open. The main one being that, ya know, I PAY to live here. I pay for food. I pay my share of the bills. Yet I'm consistantly treated like the wayward child. They frequently do the shopping when I'm not around, rather then do it WITH me, so that I can have some say in what is happening; They often make quite nummy eats - then add things to it that forces me to pick around whatever it is, meaning I don't really eat. Over all, it was a general feeling that no one was listening to me, and I was not happy. I started blowing up and my mother IMMEDIATELY interupts, I have no idea what she was saying now, by my over all response was 'Just LISTEN. Thats all, just fucking LISTEN.' Ya, people tend to shut up when I start get ticked.
Anyway, the other topic that came up was the need for a vehical. ATM, the only one is Ross', since he's gone from 2pm to 4am we don't use it much. Or, really, at all. The original idea was to purchase his car, because he wants to buy a truck. Great! Only, yeah, he can't do that for a while. SO, I says finally to mother, look, we need car. This is rediculous. Next on my list is prodding them, with a hot poker if required, out the door in the next couple of weeks so we can get ourselves a cheap ass beater. Something we can get from point A to point B in. This would make life simpler in many ways. Like, ya know, letting us doing the grocery shopping on a fracking Wednesday if we want!
Ahem.
Anyway, the rest of the week is going to be busy as well - tomorrow is a visit tot he dentist, so I booked the day off work. Thursday I have a parylite thing to go to with ladyblaze69, Friday is the winddown for Halifax (if I recall correctly), Saturday I SHOULD be going to WFG to do stuff. I really really really hope. Ya. I'm kinda starting to feel like I need to schedule everything down to the last second. Then I might actually get somewhere.
Aslo, no word on the permanent position with CHC yet. Ah well.
On that note, I am going. Need to chat with the mother. Need to make arrangments to call the Brick because, yea, my brand new bed? One of the support boards snaped where it was atteched to the edge of the bed. Me not happy.