grrr...

Jul 13, 2007 21:59

This is what iritates me about living at home.

(so be forewarned that there's an annoying college kid rant coming.)

Ever since my grandmother came to stay with us for the month, I've been incredibly good about giving up my television. I went from watching like, six hours of teevee a day to watching basically nothing so that my grandmother can watch her shows. I've given up nighttime teevee until everyone goes to bed so that my parents can watch their movies and stuff after dinner.

The only show I have asked to watch since my grandmother moved in is the season premire of Psych. I talked about it basically every day and all day today.

When I went down stairs before? "We're watching teevee."

"But... Psych..."

"Watch it downstairs."

"I HAVE A PHOBIA OF THE NEST OF BUGS THAT YOU STILL HAVEN'T CALLED THE EXTERMINATOR ABOUT."

Dad says, "Oh well."

So, Mom went downstairs so that I could watch it up here in her room but still. STILL. This is just... incredibly frustrating to me.

And now my dad came up here and is lecturing Brendan about getting a job (WHICH HE HAS) because he's complaining that he's bored.

eta: But as least Psych has been awesome so far. And I'm still in love with Maggie Lawson. FYI.

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