Slightly Mental

Is That A Scroll In Your Toga Or Are You Just Happy To See Me?

My dad’s friend is coming over for dinner today. Not that I mind too much, it’s just that he’s all depressed and not all that fun to be around. And my dad isn’t fun to be around at dinner time any day of the week(well when he’s cooking, or microwaving in tonight’s case) and it’s even worse when we have guests. So I’m hiding up stairs and pretending I have homework. Which I do, but I really can’t be bothered.

On Tuesday nights my dad comes home from work early and then at 4pm acts as though he’s in a huge rush to get dinner on the table, even tough we don’t eat until 7.

Men *rolls eyes*

Also am I the only one sick of Gordon Ramsy? Every time I turn on TV he’s there. It was good their first time but now it’s overkill. I know it’s absolutely shocking that someone on TV swears but it’s just old now.

In other news I bought two CDs today. I buy CDs like most women buy shoes. I’m planning to reach my goal of 200 by the end of the year. I have 167 so far. Anyway, I bought a Clash CD for $5. I had a listen and it was awesome as expected. I also bought a CD buy the London Apartments for $3 in the bargain bin. It’s disappointing, however I think it will be good to sleep to if the grating vocals don’t annoy me too much(I hate male singers who sound like girls, they were born with balls for a reason).

Anyway, I better be off. Dad’s panicking about the dinner.