Fighting her on the weirdest fronts

[sincere]

So my mother got home and, as predicted, wants me to go to the interview and potentially take the job under false pretenses. I didn't predict that she was also going to muse that maybe I should defer from Simmons until the spring and work for the fall.

I offered that as an option to her -- waiting a while, earning some money so I had reserves before attending Private School of Cash-Demanding -- weeks ago. And she mocked me, accusing me of being "ridiculous."

I suppose now I'm being ridiculous when I insist that I want to get the hell out of this house so no fucking way.

Comments

[phinnia.livejournal.com]

Your mother makes baby Cthulhu cry, I think. *attempts to run logic on it all, fails* *hughugs*

[gatafairy.livejournal.com]

That's why Kay and I adopted him. XD

[gatafairy.livejournal.com]

That sucks, and it reminds me how much I love Ma. XD;; At least when she and I argue about anything at all, after she's calmed down she'll come to me and all but order me to live elsewhere so I won't have to deal with her (I kid you not!).

Maybe prednisone isn't as bad as we think it is? XD;;; *takes that back and KEELS PREDNISONE; then hugs you* Look at our kids, Kay. Don't they make you so happy? Don't you want to keep living, just for them?