whoops

so the other night i pulled a typical one. i was out for coffee with chris and lo and behold it was three oclock before i remembered i hadn't called home. oopsy daisy. but it's ok, really, my mom is excellent. my other parent, on the other hand has been a real brat lately. he woke me up the morning after, mothers day(congenitally awful timing anyone?), and said something about no more moaning and groaning. I'd been sick and i'm guessing that was the reference since he refused, snippily, to clarify. the bitch. since when does he get to decide whether i'm sick or not. i mean, screw sympathy, i don't really want it from him, but basic he's been accusing me of malingering. that really gets me for some reason. I feel better now, but thursday and friday i felt like several circles of hell in a blender. But i'm just going to let it go. he doesn't really count the way my mom does anyways, not being around as much. we don't interact as much even when he is home. which is ok. I can't stand how he acts likehe knows me, its so phony. arrrgh. he's a good guy and all, and has provided and etc. but his role in my life is pretty nebulous. but in cany case i'll be moving out soon. blessedly soon