Oh dear.

Jun 06, 2008 16:14

One thing I have to say: I am slightly offended but overwhelmingly relieved that my friends and my former boyfriends aren't/weren't worth a psychotic panic clean before they stayed over. Otherwise this bullshit would be happening a lot more often. I wonder what it is about being from a different state that means he has to be able to eat off the floor.

I think my mom's just decided to express her hormonal mood swing issues through passive-agressive anger and a binge of super cleaning. I can only hope that holing myself up in my room for the next three days will spare me.

In other news, my room looks awesome. (Best excuse to clean my room-- it means I'm busy when mom wants me to clean downstairs... somehow its a lot more satisfying and a lot less annoying to clean up my own shit in my own living space.) Now that it's this clean I can escape up here... just what I need, another place in which to escape people; I'll be a veritable hermit! :)

Thats fine, I'll watch House, play on the computer, finish Tomb Raider Anniversary (Just in time for the newest installment Tomb Raider Underworld to come out!) and download Weezer's new Red Album which is a very exciting prospect in and of itself. Don't worry, people I like can still contact me via AIM or my cell phone which will be in here with me :D

...as long as I'm out of my mother's line of fire.

video games, rant, clean, hermitage, tomb raider: underworld, tomb raider, tomb raider: anniversary, bedroom, pms, escape, family, mother, isolation, television, mom, house

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