Yeah, this just progressed late last night and this morning, and the sense of impending doom didn't really hit until after I went to gag into the bathroom. I detailed it on the eastwick thread. Basically, they're blaming me for not getting into law school and saying that's the only condition they'll let me continue to live under their roof. (Regardless of the fact that I pay part of the rent.)
And don't offer to let me live with you unless you mean it, hun, because at the rate things are going, I may be packing my sleeping bag soon.
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell