I liked that Cindi. That right there was the sweetest thing I have heard all day. Especially after my pops called me a name this morning already because I told him I would check some food later in the fridge to see if its spoiled or not and not when he wanted me to while he is in the kitchen makin' smoothies so I do not get in his way and piss 'em off. He forbids me to cook while he is away. Don't ask me why, cause he only tells me, "Cause I said so." Even though his wife set his stove on fire once and threw water on it causing it to blaze even more and had to be told to use baking soda to put the flames out. A grown, 40-somethin' year old woman caused his stove/oven to catch on fire and is allowed to cook whenever she pleases and not me, who has never did such a thing even when I first started cooking at age 12. Total BS!
Yeah, hard to be thankful when living with a butt crack of a man who is
supposed to be your father. But I am trying to be. Its the only way I can keep goin and stay even remotely sane. And to lock myself in my room all day. I'm gonna lose a whole lot of weight......
Oh, yeah, sorry Susans, for ranting my head off here. Its either I do that or scream it to myself to my hideous reflection in my mirror. God, I hate life right now. When will it ever improve or at least just come to an end?
