Right now I feel like I can't write or draw anything. Mostly I really just want to read the books on my mini-shelf or fanfics online. I mean, I want to do something but nothing I'm churning out is good and it's just so much AAGJGGK. It's like catching the icecream truck and just when you think you're getting an awesome dreamsicle the guy goes,"FUCK Y'ALL, I'M NOT HAVING THIS," then drives off.


Another thing that happened is that yesterday or the night before yesterday or whatever, I forgot to wash the dishes. My dad goes to bed at about 10 or 11:00 so we're supposed to have it done at roughly about 9:30-ish. So me being me, I thought I'd be slick and unload the clean dishes out of the dishwasher, put them in the cabinet really really quiet, then put the dirty dishes in equally quiet. Unfortunately, my dad has the ears of an angry badger and came out of my parents' room looking pretty ticked.

dad: -squint- "You know you're supposed to get that done early."

me: damn his spidey senses."er, I forgot?" <:'D

morning...6:00.

dad: -slams door open- "RISE AND SHINE, PAYBACK IS LEAVING FOR WORK."

me: -hair is sticking up in different directions- gets up, stares at-

dad: "THAT is for waking me up when I was already asleep. I couldn't back to sleep for an hour because of you."

me: -yawns- "Uh huh."

dad: "now give me a hug, I'm leaving."

me: i hope you get kidnapped by squirrels. -hugs- shuts door in face- goes back to sleep-

I think it's really stupid that he wanted me to hug him after bitching at me. To me that's like slapping a kid then patting them on the head. Honestly it didn't make me want to bitchslap him any less.