It's been a long day, and I don't feel much like writing. The kids are here, my sister just let the baby fall headfirst off her bed onto a carpet-covered concrete floor, and I'm just beyond annoyed. My parents keep leaving to go "run errands" which we all know means that they are leaving to both get out of the house and to go smoke up, and I'm not going to be able to tolerate it any longer. I'm feeling really judgmental and pissy and I'd rather just check out, lie down and watch crappy TV until I fall asleep. Maybe I'll feel like writing tomorrow.