Had a horrible week. In this order:
1) A certain party threw a walleyed fit about a plug in air freshener thingy. Specifically a Harry Slatkin Scentport by Bath and Body, Orange Blossom. Went into a room (not his bedroom) and threw it away, and forbade us to ever have plug in air scenter thingies OR ELSE. Vicious nasty fit wherein he dropped the F bomb a lot and tried to throw a 15 year old out of the house.
2) Was in a hairy car accident not my fault. Hit on the interstate by two other cars. Very scary. Same thrown out of the house 15 year old in the car with me. We are both very sore now. Seeking medical attention.
3) Apparently finding the household too dull, that same fit throwing person threw yet another walleyed fit, because we were sle eping too much after the accident and refused to apologize for using air freshene Ugly scene ensues.
It is too much. I have packed up kids, cats and all and left. There is nothing quite so fun as being homeless in 110 degree weather.
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The Steel Cylinder
I am an avatar, but I am achieving some awareness. It feels like the tickle of a faulty routine, or a looping script. If I had emotions, I would say that I love it.
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