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I'm dealing with the kinda-sorta-homeless drama right now. ... ... so... just a note on that subject: I may go MIA for the next month. ...

July 19th I get to go in for an appeal and argue that it it not, in fact, my mother who is crazy and abusive, but that it is my stepfather. And that everything he said today to have us forcibly removed from our home is purjury.

I will, however, be staying with my dad... I don't see him throwing me out on my a** to go live out of my car (for the second time in my life).

So... pray for me, guys. I don't know how many of you are actually religious, but it'd mean a lot to me.

Yes, I'm sitting at my dad's house watching my sisters watch TV. So totally the lazy way out, but in another hour or so they'll perk up and then I'll be having to keep up with them... dearie me.

Kimmy's walking around claiming that there's a mean monster ghost that she calls smelly breath in the living room. She asked me to slap it to make it go away. So I asked where it was. She holds her hand about an inch off the ground and points. I ask if it's really that short, so she stands up tall and puts her hand as high as she can and demands that I slap it. So I bat at the air and hope that it's enough to appease her. It seems to be...

Anyhow, after that, they demanded that we take princess for a walk around the block. So we're strolling along and some dog starts barking at us. The lady's at the screen door talking to me and Princess decides to take THAT moment to take a crap. Well, I have nothing to clean it up with, so I turned it into a "race" home... when really the plan was just to book it out of there so she didn't catch us. >>;;

Whoops.

And uhh... yeah, that's all for now.

Divine Retribution will be going her direction in the form of one pissed off college student. A few moments alone with her and she'll feel the full pain of my wrath. *growls*

Things are a mess at home. I've mentioned this before. I've gone into more depth on LJ. I don't know what to do. The only alternative to going home is living with my father, which, though I love him, I don't want to do. I adore my sisters, but I don't think I could handle the heat this far south.

I don't really know what else to say except... umm... I'm grown up? *shrug*