cimorene

i hate waking up just an hour before you have to be somewhere, because it's earlier than you have to get up, but it's too late to go back to bed if you don't want to be late. ideally i would eat breakfast and go do some work, and today is supposed to be Plumber Day but my dad wants the car. he needs it exactly the fuck in the middle of the day, and if he actually gets it that wil completely prevent any work, because as everyone knows, plumbers are infamous for never calling you back.

i'm going to eat breakfast and fume at the unfairness of the world and the encroaching busybodyness of dads.