I find my dad one of the most irritating people to be around. Why the fuck would I want to sit around in the house all day? I know that my knee is still a bit dodgy, but it's not as if I'm going to go running around or climbing up trees. I'm just walking into town and then walking back to Kathryn's house, where I will spend the rest of my day. It would all be far too simple for that to be the end of the argument. Of course I have to fit this around dinner. He has decided to cook it half an hour later than we'd usually have it. Honestly, does anybody want to eat a roast dinner on a hot day like this? OMFG! "Okay okay, I'll cook dinner for 12. Is that better?" He has given in! I am completely over this argument now because he realised that he was being a cock. :)

Yaaaaaay I got a text! :D 'Twas from Adam'eth. Yaaaaaaaay! I got another text. T'was from Adam'eth. I've got to stop talking'eth like that'eth because it is weird'eth. People haven't got a clue'eth what I am talking about'eth lol'eth, and it generally confuses them'eth.

I forget what I was talking about'eth now'eth. Toodles'eth. :)