Air Conditioning Wars
Jul. 6th, 2008 10:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bonstrositySo. We all know I have major fucking issues with Grandma not wanting to turn on the fucking air conditioning .
So this three day weekend, I am home. DUH. It is above 95. My room faces east (with huge windows) and the parking lot. So in the mornings, it is fucking HOT. I mean, I wake up drenched in sweat, my pillow fucking yellowing because of the SWEAT. I haven't had to wake up like that since I didn't HAVE air conditioning nearly 10 fucking years ago. And even then? My dad got us a fucking window unit.
So yesterday. It's really fucking hot in here, and the whole apartment for once, I turn on the big ac. Because fuck it, I am not dealing with the stress of last year, as the stress last year? Witness the fruits of that labor. So fucking hell no to being super stressed because I can't be cool for more than 10 fucking minutes.
This morning, it's HOT. She has her fucking little ac on, and is COVERED UP. You know why she covers up? It isn't because she's cold anymore, I don't think, it's so that I FEEL SORRY FOR HER AND HOW COLD SHE IS. Well I fucking don't, you fruitcake. I hate you and you have no respect for me, and why the fuck should I have respect for you when I hope you fucking croak any fucking day, except then we have to deal with the fucking expenses of a funeral.
I really said goodbye to her so long ago. When she's nice, I go 'aww, thanks old lady!'; when she's mean I just explode into rage, because I cannot keep control of my temper.
Know what else she did this morning?
I was showing mom the bruises on my legs (I bruise a lot and easily). And I said "it's probably from when I was laying in the middle of the street" at the reception, LOL. Because I was so wasted, but I still remember things. Anyway, grandma asks, "Were you raped?" I look at her in utter BAFFLEMENT. "No" "Did you rape anyone?" "What the hell? No."
Yes. And she didn't laugh, or anything that would indicate she was joking. She seriously asked that shit. And I think if I would have said yes to the first, she would have said something that meant 'you deserved it'.
Clearly, we bring out the best in each other.
I really can't wait for California. Sigh.
So this three day weekend, I am home. DUH. It is above 95. My room faces east (with huge windows) and the parking lot. So in the mornings, it is fucking HOT. I mean, I wake up drenched in sweat, my pillow fucking yellowing because of the SWEAT. I haven't had to wake up like that since I didn't HAVE air conditioning nearly 10 fucking years ago. And even then? My dad got us a fucking window unit.
So yesterday. It's really fucking hot in here, and the whole apartment for once, I turn on the big ac. Because fuck it, I am not dealing with the stress of last year, as the stress last year? Witness the fruits of that labor. So fucking hell no to being super stressed because I can't be cool for more than 10 fucking minutes.
This morning, it's HOT. She has her fucking little ac on, and is COVERED UP. You know why she covers up? It isn't because she's cold anymore, I don't think, it's so that I FEEL SORRY FOR HER AND HOW COLD SHE IS. Well I fucking don't, you fruitcake. I hate you and you have no respect for me, and why the fuck should I have respect for you when I hope you fucking croak any fucking day, except then we have to deal with the fucking expenses of a funeral.
I really said goodbye to her so long ago. When she's nice, I go 'aww, thanks old lady!'; when she's mean I just explode into rage, because I cannot keep control of my temper.
Know what else she did this morning?
I was showing mom the bruises on my legs (I bruise a lot and easily). And I said "it's probably from when I was laying in the middle of the street" at the reception, LOL. Because I was so wasted, but I still remember things. Anyway, grandma asks, "Were you raped?" I look at her in utter BAFFLEMENT. "No" "Did you rape anyone?" "What the hell? No."
Yes. And she didn't laugh, or anything that would indicate she was joking. She seriously asked that shit. And I think if I would have said yes to the first, she would have said something that meant 'you deserved it'.
Clearly, we bring out the best in each other.
I really can't wait for California. Sigh.
