Sunday, March 10, 2002
I need a moat. |3:18 PM|
Being around my parents is like being in "The Awakening". My mother flutters to and fro, panicing and trying to shield me from all threats, real or imagined. I on the hand do my very best to not be a total goddamn jerk when they're in this sort of mood. Of the people I tell about my finacial situation or whatever, I tell my folks the fewest details. As this has consistently failed to keep them off my back, I decided to be honest about what's been going on recently.
Now I can't get them to leave me alone. If I don't answer my phone, they stop by my apartment. I used to react to them dropping by in a more unreasonable fashion than when religous folks or salesman dropped by. Now that I'm almost polite, I can't make them stop coming. Gah. "Oh, poor Cecil, your parents buy you food so you don't go hungry". There's a difference between buying me food and just buying random items.
Folks:"Do you need bacon?"
Cec: "No, I've still got half a pack"
Folks: "Let's get you some bacon"
Cec: "No, for God's sake, I've got bacon"
Folks: "Here! Here is that bacon we bought you!"
Cec: "Did you know that I converted to Judaism and you're insulting me?"
Folks: "That's nice."
My pre-existing daisy plant is flourshing in an odd way. One of the blooms is clearly wilting, but 3 of the budding flowers opened yesterday. No sign of life from the pots below, but I'm a week away from germination time.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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