Parental Stress

So I wake up today with 6 missed calls. SIX. From my parents. Honestly, if I didn't pick up after two then I'm pretty sure that I'm not picking up. Especially not before noon ANY day.

I know how this sounds. Yes I am ignoring my parent's phone calls. Why? Because I honestly cannot deal with them at times. Sometimes it is better for my mental health to just let em go and call em back later. When you're dad calls you at 4:30 am for ANY reason other than DEATH, IMPENDING DOOM, BLEEDING, or FIRE and he's PISSY DRUNK EVERY TIME, you tend not to answer the phone when you don't feel like dealing. When all you're mom does is ask you for stuff it gets old as well. And not stuff like "Can you make sure you're doing well in school?" or hell I'd even go for "So, when am I gettin any grandbabies?" Not the case. So, I ignore them when I can't handle it. And today, I refused to handle it and had pizza and caught up on all my missed CWTV.

Didn't really have any IMotD's today, except I was watching America's Next Top Model and the Isis transgender chick still has her junk. I'm anxious to see if they pay for her operation or just what happens in general on the nude shoot if the bud hasn't been nipped yet. I mean, she said she would have the operation if she could and they do extensive, expensive work on the models' teeth, so why not that? We shall see...

There are rumors afoot that Tyra's pushing for an all black cast of ANTM. We shall see...

So I did have that drink yesterday, especially after it took me 30 min to coax my computer into reading my memory card so I could post that picture. Still tryna figure out if Kool-Aid makes a good vokda and lemonade, but it wasn't bad. I drank up and watched Juno until I fell asleep and actually got the beau interested in it. He wants to finish it with me...it really is funny as hell. I like when I do that.

G'Night.