Kitayama might be taking a picture of this (mousapelli) wrote,
Kitayama might be taking a picture of this

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I just have this to say before i let Rosetta Stone start yelling at me

so it's Tuesday, which is early dinner with Bs, SiL, and nephew day, and today my dad comes along randomly, which, fine, i'm kind of like >_< about grown-up sibling time being infringed upon, but dad's usually no problem or whatever.

on the way out, suddenly he tries to have a talk with me about keeping mom out too late for drama night, because apparently she was all a mess? and I was like uh, no. You can eat it, for the following reasons:

1. We watched three episodes instead of two for the first time EVER, in all the time we'd been doing this, to finish a series, and we asked if that was okay and mom said she wanted to finish too. I am not her babysitter or her mother (how ironic), she is an adult, and if she wants to spend 45 extra minutes here, she can make decisions all on her own.

1A. PS, we were done before 9pm, and it is not my fault that she refuses to leave until she does a bunch of dishes and whatever the hell else, which this time meant she left at 11pm. See above re: being an adult.

2. What she was really upset about was that 2A) I bought my Japan tickets yesterday during drama night, which she is all in a tiff about, and 2B) that when she tried to complain that I saw nephew way more and she never does, i cut her off with three separate solutions to her entirely fixable drama and then said i wasn't going to listen to her complain about it when she refused to fix it.

3. i am for serious not going to tolerate a bunch of bullshit like this when I am standing in my kitchen cooking dinner for four people out of the goodness of my heart for the nth week in a row. I am sorry that mom finds it upsetting to be told she is being ridiculous, but the solution to that is to stop being ridiculous not go home and tattle on me to my father.

4. PS if it's such a big freakin deal, you'll be glad to know drama night will be on hold for three solid Mondays while she is in Italy, again, while I babysit the goddamned beagle and housesit and try to finish my school year at the same time. AW YOUR LIFE, ITS SO HARD.

and then instead of standing there talking about, like he seemed to want to do so badly at first, suddenly he was getting in his car as quickly as possible rather than actually talk about any of it. good job.
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