Ugh. Well, I got compensated for being an idiot last night. Just a sec, I'll explain.

Well my bro came over today to visit with us since he returned from Florida last night. It went ok till we got the mail and my parents started fighting over when I should start driving's class. I wish my bro hadn't moved out years ago; he actually got them to act their age XP and stop fighting. Welllllllll, then before he left, Robby was saying that we should go to St. Louis and go to a Cardinal's game, though Mom and I don't care too much for baseball. I knew immediately it was a bad idea.

My dad's in such bad health, he can barely walk and Mom just doesn't understand that. I mean, he tried walking outta the living room today and stumbled and almost fell down on top of where I was sitting. . . We go to stores and I'll be like standing off to the side and he'll walk past me and like totally stomp my foot and sometimes he just STANDS there on my foot and he doesn't feel me cause his feet and legs are so numb. Sometimes I tell him. . . sometimes I don't cause I know it's not his fault for killing my toes on a monthly basis.

Well anyway Rob told Dad just to think about it but as soon as he left, they started fighting over the trip. Well I grabbed my drink and retreated to my bedroom to watch this soap opera. . . And after about twenty minutes of being alone, Mom came in crying. . .

Yesterday Dad said at dinner he was having a little trouble breathing and that he had a doctor's appointment today. . . I forgot it at the time cause of the deal with Genie. . .

Anyways, she told me the doctors say Dad's getting worse. . . He has abestos, which can cause major problems for his lungs. . . It can cause cancer. . . it can make his breathing crappy. . . it can do all sorts of things. . . Well, apparently it's doing it. And there's nothing they can do for him. Anyway so I don't depress whoever might read this little. . .thing, this amused me:

Lily: almost your bday gf........ and I know what your getting hehehehe........ funkydoodledoo LMAO
Me: You're cruel, Lily
Me: SO CRUEL
Lily: nah gf not meeeeeeee
Crz: psssssst funky
Me: Psst, Crz, what?
Crz: I know what youre getting too........
Me: AGH!
Wud: me 3 me 3!!!!
Me: You all are so mean to me!!!!
Lily: but but but WE LOVE YOU
Lily: your gonna love your bday gift........ is charmin ok?
Crz: should I tell her that im sending her a lithogram?
Crz: of Ms Wudiggy?
Lily: maybe you'd prefer Crest cinnablast?

Later my own father joins in on it when he gets online:

Dad: hey lily i know what funkys getting for her birthday you too crz lol
Me: OMG
Terry: LMAO
Me: NOT YOU TOO
Lily: lmao I know ya do Dad lmao
Me: Cruel SOBs, I swear

*shakes head* I dunno. . .