It's Sunday, the last day of a three day weekend... and I haven't accomplished anything that I said I would this weekend. Mainly my AP homework, my Art Sketchbook assignment, the new layout, etc. I think I've been having delusions of adequacy again.

Someone is rubbing off on me, and I'm damned ready to pounce on their asses. This is definitely not good at all.

Especially with the recital in about four hours. I'm confident in my piece, but my cut up fingers say otherwise.

Yep, definitely wearing long sleaves to school tomorrow.

So, a conjecture: all of this started on account of my grandma. Or rather, my grandma going off on a diatribe to sis and I about our dad's "exorbitant" spending. It isn't as much as some other people I can name, and grandma should really learn at some point that the Great Depression is over and even then doctors will still be in demand after our economy fails.

She's ratting on to us about how everyone is lazy in the house, I barely contain a scream at her about how she's too goddamned impatient, and sis is just blatantly ignoring the whole mess.

Guilt #1: finished off that entire bag of candy that day.

Guilt #2: ate two dinners with a combined 5 lbs. of food consumed

Guilt #3: ate a rather large breakfast involving oatmeal and coffee

As you can see, food is the enemy at this very moment. At least I hadn't gone to a buffet all weekend long... and no, pre-Ring dinner doesn't count.

I swear, I've lost all respect for the females in my family. My dad's position is teetering, but he's far more of an intellectual (and psychological) equal than the other three estrogen-producing members of the family.

Guilt #4: Stargate SG1 slashfics and tv.

Because of those things I can never get homework done. This is why I do most of my homework at school or at the very last possible moment.

Doesn't help that mom and dad are often screaming at the tv while I work on the computer. And paper-thin walls do nothing to block out all sound.

And people wonder why I like playing my music really loud.

But at least people are finally catching on; whenever I want to tell someone that I won't listen to their annoying banter I bluntly turn the volume on the tv/stereo to maximum... or to the point where I can't hear them anymore. Happened twice this morning already.

Someone clean out my stomach with a spoon already. Or bust my head through a plate of steel.