life with the parental units.

[sadie]

thanks for the commiseration.

i could argue with most anyone--except my parents. it's always been that way. they're always right, and there's no other way around it. (i don't know why i didn't get that gene. :P) they think they know what's best for me, and they want me to have it. and they don't agree with the way i've been living my life. i must agree i've not exactly shown myself to be the wisest of decision-makers.

but i don't want to disrespect them, especially in front of my son. i'm just gonna have to find that line--and vent here and there--until i find my way out of this situation. we got along best the two years or so they lived 1200 miles away.

y toque anos y anos de espanol, pero amingo: que??

and i'm seeing a flaming ship. and wondering what greek arse hair smells like. (and pouting a bit over no-reply. :()

and i don't discuss my finances with people who suck.