Coming to my parents house has always been interesting because for the longest time it was this weird loop of retrograding to being a teenager again. Finally we've come to a point where they're interested in knowing who I am as an adult and I'm interested in knowing who they are as individual people. Wanting them to grow as individuals and rediscover themselves and their hobbies. I imagine they were pretty cool people until I came along lol. Now that i've been out of the house for a while and they're retired, and discovering they have *gasp* free time! Dad's actually doing alright but mom's a hot neurotic mess. I need to figure out how to start sneaking THC tinctures in to her tea to help her chill the fuck out. LOL. oh god. Anyhoo, good afternoon. It's sunday and i'm still in pajamas. *yawn* it's a rough life, someone's gotta live it. :p
