rocknload | i have wondered why this always happens;

See, if I had my own place, or even a place with my brother, stuff like this wouldn't happen.

Mother: Brittany! Brittany! We need you in your father's office, we have to discuss work. Right now. We need to talk! Come on!
Brittany: 'M sleepin'. Go 'way.
Mother: We have to ask you some questions.
Brittany: Jus' ask 'em now.
Mother: I need you downstairs right now! You can sleep whenever you want.
Brittany: ...... Jesus. Fuck you.

She really said that. I'm sure she didn't think about what she was actually saying and how not true it is, and because I can be at times misleading she had no way of knowing that I'd just managed to fall asleep at eleven o'clock in the goddamn morning, but--but. Why is life so cruel to me?!

But we got some work, thank fucking God. That's the real news. So I'll be out of town for the next three days. In Phoenix, I think.