My mother is visiting my California residence and I’ve had a stuffed head for a day or two (its two, but i want to plant that seed of doubt so i look tougher) so she came in my room while I was working today to see how I was doing. She also mentioned that she has the windows open in other parts of the house to air it out so if i wanted to do the same….
This annoyed me because, wtf? I’m supposed to have my windows open just because other parts of the house is doing the same? I’m just some windows lemming that blindly follows the open-or-closed trend? Um. you are gravely mistaken Madam, and i will kindly ask you to leave now thankyou.
Whats worse is that just the night before when she came to say good night she suggested i close my window. what the HELL? nothing i ever do with my windows is ever good enough for her. no one understands me. i hate it. wutever. im gonna go bulletin this on myspace and change my emoticon. life is so unfair.
UPDATE: I relented and opened my window, then went to the bathroom which is right next to my room. A gust of wind slammed my bedroom door shut and scared the crap out of me while peeing, causing my stream to miss its target like an out of control fire hose. Then the rage set in… if i left my window shut, this wouldn’t have happened…
So I walked into the kitchen where my mom was and told her “I pissed all over the wall. its your fault. clean it up” and left.
I like it when mom comes to visit.
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