Dude. I'm SO cranky right now. However, fortunately, everyone has left for the day to go visit my bro's family so I have the house to myself, barring dogs and cats. I've been at my folks' house for a week and a half and it's been too long -- I've gotta get the hell out of here. Holy shit my parents get on my nerves. They've got visitors from Germany here, my mom's cousins. Rather, my mom's half-uncle. Whatever. Anyway, these people are here for ten days and what do my parents do to show them the country? Sit in the dark house all day, every day, smoking. Gee that's fun, I'm glad they came all the way over here from Europe for that. My dad's a dickhead because he doesn't like company and my mom's being a bitch as a result. They're both so rude. I revert to my childhood family role: that of the clown, to try to bring levity to the situation. What the fuck is wrong with my stupid-ass parents. Oh. My. Gawd. I'm leaving tomorrow. If I stay here for any longer I'll fucking kill them (the parents, not the relatives, with whom I get along quite well).I mean, last night I suggested looking for a German-language film to rent, like Good-bye Lenin, or something like that. My mom gave me that withering hairy eyeball she's good at, that used to make me shrink inside myself, and said nastily, "Why?" I looked her right in the eye and replied levelly, "To watch." We didn't do it. I can't believe they won't even make such minimal effort to help their guests feel at home. They should be embarrassed.And then after barking orders at me and biting my head off for the past several days, when I get in my car to leave my mom will all but burst into tears, as if she wants me to move back in or something.My parents are fucking freaks. I don't want to be anything like either one of them. Please tell me I don't have to be.I turned on that word verification thing for the comments; sorry about that. I'm sick of those stupid spams.
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