I can't believe my first entry in months is about THIS, but I just have to get it off my chest some more, because otherwise I am srsly going to explode.

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Saturday (when all the supermarkets are still open, UNLIKE SUNDAYS)
Me: *buys everything for a tuna sandwich*
Dad: You don't need to buy any tuna, we have two cans *over phone*
Me: Uh, ok.... are you sure?
Dad: Yes, positive!
Later-
Mom: I left half of the tuna in the can, you can do your sandwich when you are hungry.
Me: Okies.
Dad: Oh noes, it will smell in the fridge. Let me help. *nomnom all of it*
Me: ... hm. I have a bad feeling about this...

SUNDAY (no gas station for miles and all supermarkets are closed)
Me: Lalala, I am hungry *_* I am going to make my super awesome tuna sandwich. Onions, toast, remoulade, lettuce... where's the tuna? ... wh-where is the second can? Hello, tuna T_T Oh no.

-20 minutes of silently crying inside later.-

Me: HELLO PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE YOU FUCKING MORON WHY DON'T YOU PICK UP YOUR MOBILE SO I CAN CARPET YOU FOR THE MISSING TUNA PROPERLY DAMNIIIIIT.... do I have to call Aunt Evi? Do I?
Aunt: He--hello? Who's there?
Me: Hiiii, happy birthday, auntie. Is my mother there?
Aunt: Why thank you, you are so sweet. Yes, surely. Do you want to speak to her?
Me: .... yes.
Mom: Uh?
Me: WHY DONT YOU PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE HOLY SHIT THERE IS NO CAN IS THERE A SECOND TUNA CAN OR NOT?
Dad from the off: In the cupboard, 's a round can.
Me: Well... there is a round can. With turkey meat in it. Oh, and sardines. Hering, too. And Nutella and honey. Gee, I don't see it. I WONDER WHY I DON'T SEE IT.
Dad: Then there's no other can.
Me: Why, thank you for that insight, Cpt Obvious. What am I supposed to do now? Hum?
Dad: Eat sardines.
Me: I hate them.
Dad: Well, then suck on your thumb. I don't care.
Me: This always, ALWAYS, happens. There has NEVER been a second can of ANYTHING. GOD. *hangs up*

I am so angry, I evolved into Hulk. No shit.
There is still no tuna, btw. I threw the food away, will take the toast and lettuce with me to the little get together tonight and then they can see how they will be able to make their OWN sandwich. I surely don't want any for the next millenia. HOLY SHIT I CAN'T KEEP IT INSIDE, THIS ANGER *needs management*

He srsly needs his eyes checked, tho. He constantly sees things that are not there or buys the wrong things etc. Also, he never apologises, never sees the fault by him, instead the things you get to hear are "Deal with it." I am never going to trust his judgement, ever again. FOR IT SURELY WASN'T THE FIRST AND WITH 150% CERTAINCY NOT THE LAST TIME THIS HAPPENS


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[edit]
2 hrs later, I feel kinda silly for this. Hm.

Mother for your derelicted
Children from your womb evicted
Grant us shelter, harbor, solace, safety
Let us in!
Let us tell you where we travelled
How our hopes, our lives unravelled
How unwelcome everywhere we've been.


I've started reading books again, like I used to when I was a teenager. Fanfictions are not cutting it anymore (but I still browse the Rorschach Kinkmeme now and then, of course ♥) and nothing better than a new, unread book in your hands. It's such a wonderful feeling to turn a page p: I cannot NOT read. Of course, none of these books are Uni-related. HAHAHA... orz

I was in a pissy mood all day, oh man. Even taking a bath in the evening didn't quench these feelings (especially after learned that I will have to go over some of the illustrations again, correcting stuff... I mean, that's only natural. That's my job, and I get paid for it but it doesn't mean I have to like it. I want it to be over so bad aaah *strampel*) And since I am at my parents', I neither can play PS or computer since all my games are in Leipzig, ja danke. :C