living at home sucks
i need to stop watching tv with my parents. i swear this is, like, the fifth time this summer that what we're watching has had dominatrices on it. not to mention the trauma of explaining furries to my mother. hm. there was an ad for milkshakes on tv, and now i really want one. or salt and vinegar chips. or possibly a doughnut. i suppose it's all for the best that we have no junk food in the house right now...