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isn't she a cutie?

*sigh*

I got up early this morning to have some quiet time to myself before the last minute chaos of the day, and guess who's already awake.

Mom.

And guess who was bitching about a bowl she told me to take out when I was in the middle of doing something else -- namely, unloading the groceries from the car, which caused the bowl to be forgotten about because there were other things on my mind. Not that she couldn't have carried the bowl out the next time she went to the living room/kitchen/den. And so this morning, she got pissy because things weren't exactly as she regally demanded.

I really need to get the fuck out of here. I'm really rather tired of her bitching and whining about everything under the sun, and this is just another example. This is part of the reason Ccon was fun, is that it got me out of the gibbering madhouse which was life with my mother. And now that I'm back, I feel even more trapped than I did before.

And now I've got to go camping with her.

Anyway, I'd better finish packing and a few other things to make the Queen happy -- not that nothing *ever* makes the Queen happy, but...

Yeah. *sigh*.

tell me about you

I got it from kightp who got it from wild_irises, who got it from womzilla:

I'd love it if every single person on my friends list - well, those who care to, anyway - would volunteer a personal nugget of information that
might be evidence of a defining trait. Yes, even (especially?) those people who think I know them reasonably well. Then post this in your
own journal if you like.

joyee.

off to mt. shasta.

this is going to be some vacation, with mom yelling at us if we don't immediately jump up and do what she says.

if you need me, you can message my phone from this link.

Be back Sunday