Aug 13, 2008 22:37
So my step-dad is in his early 40s and going through that whole pre-midlife crisis thing.
His taste in clothing has gone from questionable to nonexistant. I literally had to resort to stealing one of his hideous shirts last week, and now he's looking for it. I'm tempted to burn it.
What I'll probably do is casually "find" it a couple of days from now and "playfully suggest" that maybe he lost it for the better. "God" was trying to tell him something.
I'm being a little hopeful about it, but maybe he'll get the hint. Worth trying, non?
And I finally got my homeroom card-- stuck with having Italian II as my homeroom class. WTF. No Bio Technology? Someone is getting a spanking if I don't get the correct science class, dontchaknow. You'd have thought that after two years of dealing with my rather demanding self, Ms. Pina would put me in her "special" pile and watch what she does to my schedule.
*grumbles*
P.S. - Anyone notice how moms have this innate ability to sense when there's even the slightest speck of dust in a room. It's crazy. When my mom gets into a cleaning frenzy there's no stopping her.
P.S.S.- Watching dogs hump stuffed animals starts out tres amusing, but just ends up being molto annoying.