I am so stark raving mad at the moment. I'm always the one around here who does the shit jobs. First, after having a migrane for 2 days, I am told to clean the kitchen cabinets with ammonia. That isn't going to help me, is it? I am well aware that I should help clean the house because I do still live here. That's fine. What really made me upset was the fact that I am a chauffer to my brother. He wants to go down to Bolsa Chica beach. That's pretty far from our house. My parents will be down in Orange County to begin with. But, they wanted ME to take him down, using my gas money, because they had better things to do. No, I don't think so. You have a son who can't drive. Therefore, you must drive him, at your discretion, to where he needs/wants to go. I convinced them to take my brother down, but I have to pick him up. Now, why would I do that? It's not logical. They will be in Orange County. I'll be 40 minutes away. "But we want to watch a movie." So fucking pick him up after the movie, or see one closer to the house. You pawed this job off on me because I'm at home. I'm feeling like shit, but I'm still home. God fucking damnit. This irresponsible shit makes me so upset. I tried arguing my way out of this situation, but it seems like I'm at their mercy for everything because I'm still living here, and God knows we've been through that situation before. I had to cancel with C this weekend because I'm not feeling well, but the consolation prize I get is carting my ass and my brother's around because someone else doesn't want to do something.
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