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Sep. 7th, 2016 05:31 amHad my appointment at 3:30 yesterday. Mom had driven the van to work so that Dad could get that tire looked at somewhere, and Dad had me drive the car to The Home Depot to meet up with Mom (thankfully, not to do any actual shopping there).
Upon getting inside, Mom noticed that the edge of my sleeve was frayed, and decided to get me an overshirt in a nearby Target. That didn't take very long, but while I wasn't gonna ask, Mom asked me if I would like to order something at the Starbucks counter. Got myself a salted caramel frappucino, and she got me a ten at a bank across the street to make up for what I paid.
I then went to said bank to deposit the rest of my cash, and Mom also gave me a check from Brian. I got confused about the check, and there was some befuddlement about that during my transaction which led me to return to the car with it. From there, we just drove over to my appointment, and she decided just to take care of it while I speak to Joe.
Spoke about Dad's habit of teasing me and how I tend to react to that. Namely, when we had Brian and Marie over recently, I asked Dad if he could just drive to the beach instead of having me drive, and he asked "So you can grill Brian about your game?" I had a knee-jerk reaction to that, and earlier just yesterday, Mom and I had an email exchange, during which I mentioned that I could have instead just gotten up and left on him.
Having just spoken to him, I suppose I could let Dad know nicely next time he oversteps his bounds. (Then again, I also do think of shouting something at the top of my lungs, something I find funny but he doesn't like, and I don't know why I always forget about that option.)
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Didn't bother trying to stay up last night. I was already feeling tired as early as 6:20, and I think I might chalk that up to that frappe I had earlier on.
Upon getting inside, Mom noticed that the edge of my sleeve was frayed, and decided to get me an overshirt in a nearby Target. That didn't take very long, but while I wasn't gonna ask, Mom asked me if I would like to order something at the Starbucks counter. Got myself a salted caramel frappucino, and she got me a ten at a bank across the street to make up for what I paid.
I then went to said bank to deposit the rest of my cash, and Mom also gave me a check from Brian. I got confused about the check, and there was some befuddlement about that during my transaction which led me to return to the car with it. From there, we just drove over to my appointment, and she decided just to take care of it while I speak to Joe.
Spoke about Dad's habit of teasing me and how I tend to react to that. Namely, when we had Brian and Marie over recently, I asked Dad if he could just drive to the beach instead of having me drive, and he asked "So you can grill Brian about your game?" I had a knee-jerk reaction to that, and earlier just yesterday, Mom and I had an email exchange, during which I mentioned that I could have instead just gotten up and left on him.
Having just spoken to him, I suppose I could let Dad know nicely next time he oversteps his bounds. (Then again, I also do think of shouting something at the top of my lungs, something I find funny but he doesn't like, and I don't know why I always forget about that option.)
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Didn't bother trying to stay up last night. I was already feeling tired as early as 6:20, and I think I might chalk that up to that frappe I had earlier on.