Father's Day 2008. What a father's day.
Nothing of major importance happening here. Spoke to my step-father yesterday, wished him a Happy Birthday/Happy Father's Day (since they fell on the same day this year). Definitely one of the more upsetting conversations I've had with him.
He asked me about church, whether I had been going. I said no, cause I can't walk to one. He told me to call a church and that they will help me with a ride. That they have to help me with a ride, because thats what churches are there for. To help people. Looking back on past church experiences, That is BS. Churches are like any other business now-a-days. They are out to make a profit.
At any rate, I held my tongue, I did not curse him out or say anything that I wanted to say. He complained about Mom living in the apartment for free. Which pissed me off. I just don't understand him. At all! He makes me want to go on a killing spree!
Don't worry, I won't. I'm not Timur the Lame, so I'm not going to make a pyramid out male skulls. I still have faith in some mankind.
Now, I'm off, this father's day has sucked and I'm going to go and sew sparkles onto my pants and talk to my new friend Trent and mourn the fact that i have no Charlie Chan movies to watch. If you don't know who Charlie Chan is, its okay, it was before all of your times. No, not Charlie Chaplin, Charlie Chan... http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0013184/
Sparkly Pants are Still Awesome (And the Pata that wears them is Awesome too! ^^ )
That is All.
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