Seriously. So aggravated right now. I'm at my parents, and I've just: Done all the laundry(not just mine, all-including the bed linens), dusted practically every room, reorganized some book shelves, cleaned my car and my mom's car, did the dishes, and tried to play board games with my brother(Caleb- of 10 years) who threw temper tantrums when he didn't get any children in the game LIFE or when he had to move his blockade in PARCHEESI. Seriously. He was like, "I'll just skip my turn". I was like, "ummmm NO. You have to move. You can't just skip your turn becuase you don't want to lose your blockade..." I digress. 

So through all this I listened to my mom (who is going through chemo for her breast cancer) tell me that my brothers are dicks and won't help around the house. Basically, this is what happens everytime I come home:
1. I come home and see all the work that needs to be done.
2. I start, little by little, getting all this done.
3. My mom starts bitching and saying how tired she is and how nice  it is that I'm home (my dad says this, too).
4. I start bitching at my brothers, informing them that our mother has CANCER and that they should fecking help out. This week I switched it up a bit and told Sam(of 17 years) that I'm sick and tired of coming home and doing EVERYTHING.
5. I leave and feel guilty that I can't come home more often. I told my mom that she should just have her chemo up in IC because then I could take care of her for a couple days AND she could get better treatment at the renound(spelling? I don't care enough to check) hospitals we have up there. She decided not to.

Now I'm pissed that my brother Sam is never fecking home for me to see him. He is ALWAYS out with his friends, at his job (starbucks- because he LOVES coffee. Lame.), or doing homework or one of the 50 million extra-curricular activities that he's scheduled for himself so he doesn't have to help out at home. Dick, right? 

Anyway, I think I'm going to bring the laptop to work tomorrow so I can work on Anthony Goldstein's 2nd writing sample and fix his profile info. I was going to do that here but.... didn't have time(re: 1-5above). 
Now my shoulders are all tense and uncomfortable. Fuck that. I'm having a beer.