I half expect her to tattoo (C)(R)(TM) all over her vajayjay next, and then send out a C&D letter to all 3.5 billion women on the planet.

I just snorted Diet Coke so far up my nose my eyes are watering.

I have showered and discovered that the dog doesn't mind too much wearing a Happy Birthday balloon.

erk, D is getting dressed up for dinner but he's broke and the place we're going is kinda swanky. Should I just suck it up and pay for him?

Did you go to alt.buffistas.net?

My school has the strictest filters ever and I can get on here. And I love you for having it.

My dad resorted to calling me at work since he wasn't able to get a hold of me. He called during a meeting, which annoyed me. Previously he has called during dinner or rehearsal (or in proximity, which is good enough for me). He wanted to know what dates I was off for Christmas, and I told him I couldn't go, and he said that he knew I couldn't go, he just wanted to know the dates. Which was confusing and surprising.

When I explained that I was in tech rehearsal all week last week, he was all, "That theatre is still going on? Or is this another one?" You know, I know he doesn't Get It, but I wish he wouldn't act like it's a ludicrous waste of time.

Then I pretended to care about baseball for five minutes even though he can't pretend to care about theatre for five seconds. I told him about the flights I was looking at for Thanksgiving, and he said that if I could come for longer, I should do that, and I was like suuuuuuure.

I was in a crappy mood all day in anticipation of that call, and it wasn't even that bad. This is weird. Where's the other shoe? Oh, that'll be when I call home and talk to my mom and she acts like she's forgotten she has a son since I clearly forgot I have a mother.

Your are visiting you family in the U.S. for Thanksgiving? This not a mini-torment session in India?

Yes, going home for Thanksgiving like a regular person. I haven't been home since last November, I don't think.

You are a regular person, only nicer. Thanksgiving won't be fun, but if the level of torture rises beyond standard dysfunctional family you have enough in savings to grab a taxi, and take a plane home early. (Where you live is home. Where you are going for Thanksgiving is family, but its not home anymore.) Or move to a motel for the week, and limit your visit to a bearable number of hours per day

Er if the well-intended bluntness is getting wearing, say so. Don't mean to make this board less than enjoyable.

P-C, good luck with Thanksgiving. Is there a back up plan if things get too difficult at your parents place?