I realized that there is something in this world that I don't like more than... republicans, and that something is renovations. After watching too much HGTV, my parents suddenly had the urge to repaint and redo all the upstairs room. It's hell. Pure hell. Not only does the house stink of polish, but I'm stuck in the livingroom with my parents 24/7. There is no escape. they won't leave for anything. Bloody.. blood hell. If I live through this, I would be able to survive a war and a plague hands down. I hate this so fucking much.
Oh and Miki still doesn't know my real danger. I'm toying with her.. perhaps I should stop. But again, I don't feel bad about it anymore. I mean, yeah, it's kind of lieing, but I never asserted my gender. So in the end, I don't feel like a liar and a son of a bitch. I feel like I usually do. Perfectly human.