so my brother just sat there and bitched at me for the last half hour about my having left home for part of the summer, sitting on his high and mighty, self-righteous horse about how i'm an ungrateful child and my parents should just throw me out on my ass, and how i'm stupid and ridiculous for ever having thought of leaving home, and, oh yeah, all life is is just taking orders from someone else, so i should just shut up and get used to it.

and earlier, while we were eating lunch at red robin, everyone has to bear down on me about my having not decided who i'm going to vote for, because OMG IT'S COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS THAT ANYONE WOULD EVER CONSIDER VOTING FOR OBAMA, SRSLY GUIS. and my grandma starts going on about how my parents should probably write me out of their will (wtf), and how going to a state college has brainwashed me with liberal ideas, and you know how i hear my parents go on alot about how the democrats are people who only want to look out for themselves, and get something in favor of their own special interests, and then here's my brother, going all YOU SHOULD VOTE FOR MCCAIN YOU IDIOT, OBAMA WILL RAISE DAD'S TAXES, IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS WHO YOU SHOULD BE VOTING FOR.

i love my family and their special to me, but at a moment like this, i can't help but think: why the hell did i come home again?

oh yeah, blue angels airshow. cancelled today because of low cloud cover and shit weather.

yay.