August 7th, 2010

Pluto close up


My parents were up until 3 AM this morning with a bunch of people. Now, I know it's Saturday, and I don't have to work on Saturday, so it isn't a big deal if I don't go to sleep at 11 like I normally do when I need to go to work the next morning, but I am an old man and I happen to ENJOY my sleep, thank you very much. So when I don't get to sleep until 3 AM, I am not a happy person in the least. Turns out my dad has people from San Fran over last night, without telling me. Do my parents need to report these things to me? No, of course not, but I'd like a little bit of warning that 'oh, we're going to have people around all fucking night' so I can like go to my grandmother's or something so I don't have to put up with a bunch of stupid ass bullshit.

And they're STILL here. It's not even 11 AM and there's like 8 people in my house.

I. Hate. People. Especially people that I don't know. These people I don't know. Get these people out my house!