mmmf

mom's just acquainted me with the unfortunate fact, of which i was unaware, that she cannot walk the dog without her cell phone. and because she's lost it after being at home less then forty-eight hours, she's not even taken him outside yet but is walking all over the house saying 'shit.' this wouldn't be a problem except that i'm supposed to drive with her to the tire place to drop off a car soon. and i'm quite unhappy about THAT. i don't want to be awake. and i don't know if i can honestly go back to sleep at eight and wake in time to reach the doctor's at ten.

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ugh, HOW MUCH do i want to go back to sleep! ::falls over::

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how to keep myself awake for twenty minutes...?

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the family suite's waiting room is much noiser and more child-filled than the pediatric suite's--i think something is wrong, here. OTOH, the wait wasn't too horribly long. started on my last unopened book, sean stewart's galveston (a near-future, post-apocalpyse-kinda fantasy novel). the doctor's not really wholly incompetent, although it is quite likely she doesn't really know what to do with me, as lisa said. she listened to my breathing and my heart for some reason--and the latter in my back, chest, and throat. (>.>!)

oh, oh, anger. i hate my maternal grandparents. they abused my mother emotionally growing up, they're racist, they're stupid, and my grandfather is an anarchist neo-nazi. handy summary, there--anyway, last night mom was talking of trying to talk them into coming to stay with us, i presume in some sort of long term, because she 'needs help' and (sniff) isn't getting it from me (quickly, not that she blames me for being depressed!) and can't expect it from my twelve-year-old sister who, after all, has never had to clean up for herself, or make her own food, or shut up when other people are talking, BEFORE.

i hate them. HATE. HATE. and i'm so angry at my mother i could spit.

p.s. earlier, a car drove by playing project pat's 'chicken heads.' ahahahah!

::batbat::

i think it was randwise_gamgee that i said i'd post a picture of orpheus for.

i think i'm becoming more anti-social.

strong-armed into going to mom's classroom. other than hanging six posters, and consuming a quantity of barbeque flavored potato chips, i was utterly useless.

and now i have to curl up fetally and HIDE because two different people held conversations with mom. and plus it was just... out! and dust, and sneezing! i don't like. i need to recover.

mmmeh

i slept from noon until three, so why the fuck am i sleepy again?

maybe i should set you free

boy, has it been a LONG day.

hahahha.

door clicks open.
dog: [baying an alarm] woooo! wroooooooooooooo!
lillian: [bright, as if acklowledging a compliment] hey, puppy!

ahahahhhahhhahhaa she's so full of shit. i'm gonna hazard a guess that she gets it from... both of my parents. and from being even more a spoiled brat than i ever was.

hp twincest recs?

i want to read fred/george twincest. anyone know where i can find an archive or a bunch of recs? does anyone HAVE any recs?

i imagine a lot of it is just blahblahfunneh, which makes sense knowing the characters, but i'd like some semblance of seriousness--at least i think i would.

anyone?