Dear mom,
I appreciate that you gave birth to me and tolerated my existence until I moved out of your immediate space. Sure we've had our rough spots in the past, what with HBC making you psycho, throwing furniture and whatnot, and me...getting hit by flying furniture O.o
But it's in the past, what’s past is past, insert more platitudes here. We have actually been on decent ground lately; we haven't even really fought for a few months. So why did you find it necessary to call me, while I’m at work, and start screaming at me about the fact that I didn’t leave the newspaper that you said you didn’t want at the house yesterday? You said you wanted the weekend section. I looked through the paper on my way out and did not find the weekend section, so I took the paper with me. It didn’t have the section you wanted, and no amount of screaming at me changes the fact that if I had left the paper there, you still wouldn’t have your movie listings.
When I mentioned the Internet or even *gasp* calling the theatres for their movie times, you made some bullshit neurotic excuse to keep screaming. When I mentioned that
entropyinjersey was probably still at the house and could drop the paper off for you, you ranted about not wanting to involve someone else in something that was about "us." So now it has gone from a mistake on my part to a personality issue. I know, I know, I’m evil. I know that I plan ways to ruin your life and make you miserable. I just had no idea it was that easy.
My favorite part was the part where you couldn’t upset me with attacking me about this because I smelled bullshit the second you started snapping, so you tried to find ways to twist it around to get me to engage in your shitfit so you could justify your behavior to yourself by blaming me. For the record, no I don’t feel "ripped off" because I bought a paper without the weekend section, and yes I actually do know better than you how to find movie times because, as you may recall, I worked in movies theatres, including a local one, for about five years. Also, the state of my marriage has nothing to do with why I took that paper. My marriage is actually going quite well, so fuck you very much :) And finally, acting as though I am incompetent is cute, but again, not going to ruffle me. I brought you the paper that you asked for. It did not have the section you wanted, which you did not tell me is why you wanted the paper in the first place. If by "incompetent" you mean "not bloody psychic" then you are quite right :)
Finally, I’m sorry that I hung up on you, but as previously stated, I was at work and could not engage in a screaming match. Not when I’m a sales person for whom appearances make the sales, and not when you are just spouting pointless bullshit. Seriously mom, I have grown up, I don’t react the way I used to because I’m not twelve anymore. I would recommend that you try a little of that yourself. Either grow up, or talk about what bothers you for real instead of exploding over something small after you have worked yourself into a frenzy. I'll accept either one.
I love you and I hope that you feel better from this cold soon cause the reemergence of CPB (crazy psycho bitch) is unsettling and annoying
Love,
Your oldest daughter who can actually see through your crap (as can your other adult child, just so you know)
I appreciate that you gave birth to me and tolerated my existence until I moved out of your immediate space. Sure we've had our rough spots in the past, what with HBC making you psycho, throwing furniture and whatnot, and me...getting hit by flying furniture O.o
But it's in the past, what’s past is past, insert more platitudes here. We have actually been on decent ground lately; we haven't even really fought for a few months. So why did you find it necessary to call me, while I’m at work, and start screaming at me about the fact that I didn’t leave the newspaper that you said you didn’t want at the house yesterday? You said you wanted the weekend section. I looked through the paper on my way out and did not find the weekend section, so I took the paper with me. It didn’t have the section you wanted, and no amount of screaming at me changes the fact that if I had left the paper there, you still wouldn’t have your movie listings.
When I mentioned the Internet or even *gasp* calling the theatres for their movie times, you made some bullshit neurotic excuse to keep screaming. When I mentioned that
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My favorite part was the part where you couldn’t upset me with attacking me about this because I smelled bullshit the second you started snapping, so you tried to find ways to twist it around to get me to engage in your shitfit so you could justify your behavior to yourself by blaming me. For the record, no I don’t feel "ripped off" because I bought a paper without the weekend section, and yes I actually do know better than you how to find movie times because, as you may recall, I worked in movies theatres, including a local one, for about five years. Also, the state of my marriage has nothing to do with why I took that paper. My marriage is actually going quite well, so fuck you very much :) And finally, acting as though I am incompetent is cute, but again, not going to ruffle me. I brought you the paper that you asked for. It did not have the section you wanted, which you did not tell me is why you wanted the paper in the first place. If by "incompetent" you mean "not bloody psychic" then you are quite right :)
Finally, I’m sorry that I hung up on you, but as previously stated, I was at work and could not engage in a screaming match. Not when I’m a sales person for whom appearances make the sales, and not when you are just spouting pointless bullshit. Seriously mom, I have grown up, I don’t react the way I used to because I’m not twelve anymore. I would recommend that you try a little of that yourself. Either grow up, or talk about what bothers you for real instead of exploding over something small after you have worked yourself into a frenzy. I'll accept either one.
I love you and I hope that you feel better from this cold soon cause the reemergence of CPB (crazy psycho bitch) is unsettling and annoying
Love,
Your oldest daughter who can actually see through your crap (as can your other adult child, just so you know)