Ooooh, DG is having a sale Friday. Which means I will probably be ordering a GBA skin, and possibly a GC skin. Or possibly just spend the day talking myself back and forth, so that I don’t do anything.

Mom has decided not to go to the brother’s tomorrow, after all, as it is really cold out and expected to rain, and oh yeah, the brother is not actually having Thanksgiving this year. He and Jen are going to Jen’s parents’ instead, which is fine, except Mom has no idea how to get there, so she’d have to ride with them from there house, and she was really only interested in seeing them, anyways. Of course, she’s not telling him she’s not coming until tomorrow, in hopes it will cut down on his attempts to bully her into coming, anyway. Because apparently, she is thirteen, and he is, in fact, the parent.

And, yeah, okay, he is like, the biggest bully EVER, and the most infuriating part is that he doesn’t even know he’s downing it, he thinks he’s being funny and that everyone’s enjoying it. Why? Because on top of the bully thing, he’s also an oblivious asshat. Yay.

But still, man. At 68, a body should be able to stand up to people. Particularly people who were once parasites in one’s womb.