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jedusorI went to sleep at two AM last night and woke up at 4:45. In the afternoon. That's almost 15 hours of sleep. I have no clue why that happened. I did a little algebra homework- I think I'm finally getting the hang of factoring, thank whoever made the platypi. I watched part of an Audrey Hepburn movie with Mom and Clay, then went to the store in my pajamas. Mom managed to convince the manager of Brookside Market to let us buy one of the three Thanksgiving soda sets they're getting this year (last year the flavors were turkey and gravy, green bean casserole, mashed potato and butter, fruitcake, and cranberry). They were going to raffle them off, but Mom's grovelling apparently scared them into promising her one. I am highly amused at the entire situation.
Then everyone else was eating Bill's decidedly non-vegan pumpkin pie (with PAH written on the top... Google "weebl and bob" if you don't get it), so I had a vegan chocolate shake with soy latte and Purely Decadent in it. It was incredibly good but gave me a bit of a stomachache.
Link's been adorable lately. He likes to tilt his head back and spin around until he falls over. He can say a few words like 'dog' and 'watch,' and he's almost figured out which member of the family he's supposed to call 'Daddy'. I taught him to pull up his shirt and poke his navel when I say "Where's Lincoln's belly button?" Except he wouldn't do it today.
Cordell's being an absolute asshole about the G5, which I need to do about four-fifths of the homework I have due Monday and Tuesday (French quiz Monday, French audio both days, algebra homework both days, algebra quiz Monday, English response Tuesday, English group presentation Tuesday, twenty-five minute honors seminar presentation Tuesday, research paper for honors seminar Tuesday). He wouldn't let me have it earlier until I got Bill to tell him to, then I got up to eat dinner and when I got back, he'd taken it over again. I didn't push it then because I didn't want to get in an argument, so I waited for him to get off for about four hours (!) then finally went in there and asked him for it again, and he snottily told me he'd be off in about an hour. Of course, Bill was in bed by then, so I couldn't do anything about it. He's still on there, but even if I could get him off, I can't start anything now because it's one AM and I need to be at church for childcare by 8:30. Bill kicks Cord off when he's around to do it, but he usually isn't, and Mom's being less than helpful- can't I wait, he said he'd be off in five minutes, why are you making such a big deal out of it, just use one of the laptops, etc. I can't use a laptop because a) my French audio is on the G5, b) what I have so far of my English and honors seminar research is all on the G5, c) I want to keep all my work on one computer and the white laptop is entirely unreliable, and d) even if I could do it on another computer, it is not cool for Cordell to think it's okay to behave like this. It would be one thing if he was doing something important, but he isn't. He's chatting on IM, burning DVDs of anime, and posting on video game forums. And what he's learned from this so far is that Mom just wants to avoid conflict, and to pull this shit when Bill's asleep/not here. Life skills? Right.
By the way, he has a job now. But he's at the job while I'm at school, so we still want the computer at the same time. I think he needs to be out of the house providing for himself, but I seem to be overruled on that one. Three more months until he turns 18, though, then I think Bill will be pushing to get him out of here too. Hopefully.
Then everyone else was eating Bill's decidedly non-vegan pumpkin pie (with PAH written on the top... Google "weebl and bob" if you don't get it), so I had a vegan chocolate shake with soy latte and Purely Decadent in it. It was incredibly good but gave me a bit of a stomachache.
Link's been adorable lately. He likes to tilt his head back and spin around until he falls over. He can say a few words like 'dog' and 'watch,' and he's almost figured out which member of the family he's supposed to call 'Daddy'. I taught him to pull up his shirt and poke his navel when I say "Where's Lincoln's belly button?" Except he wouldn't do it today.
Cordell's being an absolute asshole about the G5, which I need to do about four-fifths of the homework I have due Monday and Tuesday (French quiz Monday, French audio both days, algebra homework both days, algebra quiz Monday, English response Tuesday, English group presentation Tuesday, twenty-five minute honors seminar presentation Tuesday, research paper for honors seminar Tuesday). He wouldn't let me have it earlier until I got Bill to tell him to, then I got up to eat dinner and when I got back, he'd taken it over again. I didn't push it then because I didn't want to get in an argument, so I waited for him to get off for about four hours (!) then finally went in there and asked him for it again, and he snottily told me he'd be off in about an hour. Of course, Bill was in bed by then, so I couldn't do anything about it. He's still on there, but even if I could get him off, I can't start anything now because it's one AM and I need to be at church for childcare by 8:30. Bill kicks Cord off when he's around to do it, but he usually isn't, and Mom's being less than helpful- can't I wait, he said he'd be off in five minutes, why are you making such a big deal out of it, just use one of the laptops, etc. I can't use a laptop because a) my French audio is on the G5, b) what I have so far of my English and honors seminar research is all on the G5, c) I want to keep all my work on one computer and the white laptop is entirely unreliable, and d) even if I could do it on another computer, it is not cool for Cordell to think it's okay to behave like this. It would be one thing if he was doing something important, but he isn't. He's chatting on IM, burning DVDs of anime, and posting on video game forums. And what he's learned from this so far is that Mom just wants to avoid conflict, and to pull this shit when Bill's asleep/not here. Life skills? Right.
By the way, he has a job now. But he's at the job while I'm at school, so we still want the computer at the same time. I think he needs to be out of the house providing for himself, but I seem to be overruled on that one. Three more months until he turns 18, though, then I think Bill will be pushing to get him out of here too. Hopefully.
