My dad is in the hospital...once again for an "infection of unknown origin"...translation=we don't know what the fuck is going on, but he has a fever of 103, so there is somthing amiss.

No shit sherlock.

I'm so over this. I want it to be over. I think God knows. We had a talk yesterday....I tempted him, telling him I am so FUCKING tired of all the "what you should be thankful for" bullshit. I'm so absofreakinlutley over that. An I suppose this could be his way of saying, shut up already.

Well you know what, I'm feeling just like a two year old right now---::balls fists up, holds breath::::: I'm not listenting!