Father's day & the car from hell
Jun. 12th, 2003 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruid9 days.
WinDVD hates me, or at least doesn't like me very much. Plays DVDs very nicely, but refuses to do screencaps. It took me half an hour of surfing around online to discover it needs this other program installed in order to work, so I'm downloading that now, in hopes it'll help.
Mom called; car won't start. But she said she'd call again if she had to call somebody to tow it, and I haven't heard from her, so I'm hoping she's just stuck in traffic.
I really hate our car.
I was woken up by a call from my grandmother this morning- something about wanting to go up to Yosemite for father's day. Am considering supporting this, on the grounds that they couldn't very well drag Great-grandpa along with, and he's getting harder and harder to deal with. Doesn't remember who anybody is, or what year it is...We were never close, which is just as well, but it's depressing and it makes me very tired. I swear he has Alzheimer's, but the only one who will listen to me is Mom. Grandma can't deal, I guess.
*sigh* Father's day. I don't like fathers' day. Has a lot to do, I'm sure, with not having one. I used to; I don't anymore. I don't really like to talk about it either, but it always gets me on fathers' day. How I don't have one, how I've wished for years that I did...how I envy my friends their fathers.
I really think some of my serious liking for older men comes from that part of me that's seeking a father figure. It shows up in my writing like crazy, too- there's half a chapter in my post GoF Harry Potter fic dealing with the fact that Pansy Parkinson's sucks, and she looks to Professor Snape as the father she never had.
Yes. I'm wierd.
*sigh* Mom just called. Had to call the tow truck, and the damn car started up as soon as the truck got there. Goddamn fucking piece of shit Toyota! I hate that car.
WinDVD hates me, or at least doesn't like me very much. Plays DVDs very nicely, but refuses to do screencaps. It took me half an hour of surfing around online to discover it needs this other program installed in order to work, so I'm downloading that now, in hopes it'll help.
Mom called; car won't start. But she said she'd call again if she had to call somebody to tow it, and I haven't heard from her, so I'm hoping she's just stuck in traffic.
I really hate our car.
I was woken up by a call from my grandmother this morning- something about wanting to go up to Yosemite for father's day. Am considering supporting this, on the grounds that they couldn't very well drag Great-grandpa along with, and he's getting harder and harder to deal with. Doesn't remember who anybody is, or what year it is...We were never close, which is just as well, but it's depressing and it makes me very tired. I swear he has Alzheimer's, but the only one who will listen to me is Mom. Grandma can't deal, I guess.
*sigh* Father's day. I don't like fathers' day. Has a lot to do, I'm sure, with not having one. I used to; I don't anymore. I don't really like to talk about it either, but it always gets me on fathers' day. How I don't have one, how I've wished for years that I did...how I envy my friends their fathers.
I really think some of my serious liking for older men comes from that part of me that's seeking a father figure. It shows up in my writing like crazy, too- there's half a chapter in my post GoF Harry Potter fic dealing with the fact that Pansy Parkinson's sucks, and she looks to Professor Snape as the father she never had.
Yes. I'm wierd.
*sigh* Mom just called. Had to call the tow truck, and the damn car started up as soon as the truck got there. Goddamn fucking piece of shit Toyota! I hate that car.
