I’m waiting for my mother to go downstairs so I can have some private time. I truly don’t hold anything else against her, and I love my mother and all, but she’s just doing whatever she’s doing on her computer just down the hall from my room and won’t leave. I’d rather her not suspect what I do alone, but I’ve got plans for this evening and it’s actually driving me crazy.
If I don’t, shall I say, relieve myself soon I think I’ll f****** loose it. I’ve been on my feet working since I got up early this morning and I haven’t had a moment to myself since.
