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jesus BALLS, the last few days have been terrible. i'm not going into details, other than that my father is a jackass* (this is not news, really) and i wound up kind of running away from home yesterday, by which i mean calling harley in tears after he and i had a screaming match** and going and staying over at hers and bill's house yesterday afternoon/evening/this morning/this afternoon. i'm back home and the waters seem to have settled -- i'm assuming that him buying me a can of treats for the cats that share my future residence is the closest he's getting to an apology -- but i'm a little drained after all this bullshit.

*re: the whole where-i'm-living thing
**by screaming match, i mean "10 minutes of fairly controlled conversation, at the end of which he was being exponentially more of a dick, causing me to snap and start crying and him to start yelling and me to start yelling because it's the only way i can cope with his yelling". yaaayy.




i know convention dictates that i'm not supposed to type more after the starred clarification things but fuck it, they are only there because i am too exhausted mentally and physically and emotionally to incorporate them into coherent sentences.* whatever, it's hopefully done and settled i guess but things were basically hell thursday - saturday and i'm not quite recuperated yet. i hatehatehate causing conflict, and hate having people be disappointed in me, and etc etc. so yeah.

*evidently, though, i am never too exhausted for overuse of big words.

seriously?

Because the last few days haven't blown enough... today I got my first speeding ticket. MOTHERFUCKER.