Daddy Wasn't There/To Take Me To The Fair
Ungh. I don't feel like talking about the horrible, horrible, horrible argument my father and I just had. I've spoken about it to many, and the answer's always the same - "Your father's an asshole." Yes, but he's also a kind, giving, generous man. Sort of.
In any case, he's not my father. He's my father. He's not my father.
Yeah.
Less than three, Dixy, for calming me down and making me laugh when I was pissed off. Ask Eamon, it's hard to do. Also less than three to my brother - we standoffishly giggled about how people have horrible grammar. Yeth.
*gasps* So, Matt's back. Only he's -not- back. Gothness knows that he's not talking to me right now.
Anyway. Ivy happy. Ivy - going to finish HP 5 and beg Eamon to buy HP 6.