on the range
06.05.05 - 9:11 p.m.

Home is getting to be too much
I am thinking pretty soon I will have to get a second job just to not be here ever. maybe staying @ dormo for the summer would have been a million times better.

It isn't that I'm not like reading a hundred times more, and it's not like I can't leave, but there are just little things
Like today I slept until noon i wasn't tired but i didn't have anything to do. So I got up at noon and basically read/cleaned a little/lazed/watched The Office all day. Then dinner tonight was just weird
Dad wanted to grill something so he found some chicken and prepared it all up, mom was in charge of the rest of the meal (when I'm away it's endearing to call them m and pip but now hwen i see them every day i can't really endear it) so mom's all busy preparing food preparing food dad's on the deck grillgrillgrilling, the chicken is done he brings it in to the kitchen "OK let's eat!" "Dear, wait, I need to finish... " "WHAT WHY ISN'T EVERYTHING READY THAT'S RIDICULOUS You knew that i was grilling why isn't everything ready"
Li'l sis and I share angry glares, channeling hatred at parental unit for being dumb, dad microwaves bread for no apparent reason and continues ranting "BREAD ISN'T EVEN DONE AND THE MEAT IS SITTING OUTSIDE GETTING COLD YOU KNOW IT GETS COLD FAST GRREHLAEKJLEAL" and the funny part is is that we were all sitting down before he was, he was inside opening wine...

That is why I need weekend activities. You should help.