I can't fucking believe this family I'm a part of.
My grandmother has a pet cockatiel. Had him since I was a kid, but my parents made me give it away to her because it made too much noise (which it didn't, but my stepfather has zero patience for anything...). Now that she's in the hospital, we're taking care of the bird...or at least I am. Tonight, they wanted to keep the bird in the laundry room where I'm sleeping. Where there's no ventilation, and the whole room smells like I could get diseased within minutes. They didn't give a shit. I wanted to move the bird into the living room where there is ventilation and it wouldn't smell, but they didn't want to hear the bird make noise. Well, what about me? Obvious they don't care at all...
I am definitely returning back to the apartment as soon as I can. The sleeping arrangement is just unfair, and it sucks that I have to be treated like crap on a week that's supposed to be a vacation for me. Going to work on figuring a time when I can be brought back.
Not really in the mood to play anything at the moment. Just might watch the new MLP episode I didn't get to see today and that might be it for the night.
I'm not suicidal, nor will I ever be, but it's nights like this I wish I weren't around. Seriously, what the fuck.
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