oh, for the love of the gods
Jun. 18th, 2008 12:18 amWhile my mother and I are in Japan, my father is at home, in lovely non-summery Ellensburg. (Have I mentioned it rained on my graduation day? In June? When the past three years it's been sunny and we've had graduation inside? But this year we have it outside and it rains and is windy and the band could not play but at least we had rainbows.) And my father -- this is the same guy that spends, like, half the year in freaking Thailand teaching English while Mom and I stay in Ellensburg -- is going crazy. Because of the weather. And because there is no one at the house except him and the cats and the wildlife. (And by wildlife I mean: skunks, raccoons, deer, cows, mice, moles, owls, porcupines, five million different kinds of birds, boxelders, and the gods alone know what else. I live in the country, yo. The biggest event of the year is the county fair and the rodeo.)
I mean, for the love of the gods, seriously, he leaves us alone and gallivants off to Thailand and he's complaining because we're in Japan for ten days. He's in Thailand for months. Also, he has no friends in Ellensburg because he's always in Thailand. And he has a superiority complex. He's reminiscing about his glory days as a world traveler in his e-mails. And now he's decided he hates the house. Oh, yes, the house that he leaves us alone in durinng winter so he can go to Thailand. Which is a tropical country. We live in Washington State. Eastern Washington State, not western Washington, where it does not snow but rains all the time. We have snow. We put up with the snow and he gallivants off to Thailand.
Seriously, for the love of the gods, come on.
I mean, for the love of the gods, seriously, he leaves us alone and gallivants off to Thailand and he's complaining because we're in Japan for ten days. He's in Thailand for months. Also, he has no friends in Ellensburg because he's always in Thailand. And he has a superiority complex. He's reminiscing about his glory days as a world traveler in his e-mails. And now he's decided he hates the house. Oh, yes, the house that he leaves us alone in durinng winter so he can go to Thailand. Which is a tropical country. We live in Washington State. Eastern Washington State, not western Washington, where it does not snow but rains all the time. We have snow. We put up with the snow and he gallivants off to Thailand.
Seriously, for the love of the gods, come on.