rawr.

Current Song: 'Cities on Flame with Rock and Roll' by Blue Oyster Cult

Love this song! ^^

So sometimes pretty much all the time lately, I really can't stand my dad's girlfriend.

The other night (the cold, cold night) Ralph, Devin, and myself went swimming. We played with balloons while we did this, and because I haven't been home hardly at all since then, I didn't clean them up. They ended up in the pool and the filter basket from the wind and whatnot.

Yeah, I fucked up. If they actually make their way into the filter, bad things can happen. I admit that, no problem. Dad called me out on that one, which is fine. But while dad's telling me (calmly, I might add), Lisa's chiming in, half-screaming about how I can't be trusted and so on and so forth.

And this is a card I've not wanted to pull with her, because I know what kind of position it puts my dad in, but, well, this is the time of the month where I'm not going to be especially soft-spoken about anything.

So I said, also calmly, "Listen Lisa, I understand what could happen if the balloons get in the filter, and I'll gladly admit that I should've cleaned them up that very night. But this is something I want to make very clear to your right now. You're my dad's girlfriend. That's all. In no way does that constitute you being in a position of authority over me, so this whole lecture, 'you-can't-be-trusted' thing needs to come to stop right fuckin' now."

She gave me one of those 'oh-no-you-didn't!' looks and said to dad, "Are you going to let her talk to me like that?"

Dad shrugged his shoulders and said, "She's right."

Boo yah, biatch!

She's been out of town for a week, and I've gotta say, this has been one of the better weeks I've had since I've been home. No Lisa showing up unannounced, no Lisa getting drunk and crying like a baby over stupid shit, and best of all, no Lisa calling 37 times each hour.

'Course she's back now. Joy.