White Whine?
- Two hours later, with minimal help from my parents, I created a budget for them which just showed me how many thousands of dollars worth of credit card debt they are in. I did not dare look at the mortgage, because I am terrified of seeing how close we are to getting evicted. I could tell you the number of times I heard her call him a cocksucker and him call her a cunt, but I tried blocking it out at the half hour mark.
- And I have seriously wondered why I feel so strongly that relationships are bullshit and a drain on your sense of self?
- The gas bill has been paid after I made them give me their account number and checking book
- Several times I spaced out and wondered how awesome it would be to study Michael Jackson. It would be so, so cool.
- I know I’m all adult-like and shit at the age of 21, but I feel like it’s half fucked-up that I must force my parents, who are otherwise intelligent and totally capable human beings, to fucking do something as simple as pay their bills and not buy golf clubs and knick-knacks.
- Oh, god. The fucking knick-knacks. THE FUCKING KNICK-KNACKS! Thousands of dollars worth of various small decorations and hangy things and statues, all given the all-inclusive-decorative name of KNICK-KNACK.
- Does anyone know how long it takes for a gas company to turn your gas back on? I need to fucking take a hot shower.
