Gah. I'm extremely mad right now. I spent about three hours (no exaggerating) cleaning my house about two days ago, and by last night it was a shithole again. And no one will help me clean, because it's "too hot." Yeah, the air conditioner is broken, it's hot. But that's no excuse to live in filth. So I did what any person with some measure of sense and hygeine would do. I cleaned. And even that it seems is enough to start a fight in my house. Me, doing something that benefits everyone, and apparently that's a bad thing. Oh well. My mother has had a bad attitude since she got home, because her day was crappy at work. That's not my fault. So she comes home and bitches because the house is a mess and I guess someone ate the doughnut she wanted, (because they KNEW she would want one when she got home)but then when I actually do clean up, she says "you don't have to do that, it's too hot." I told her I wasn't doing it for her, I was doing it for myself, because I can't stand a messy house. And she got mad. But whatever. Tomorrow will hopefully be a better day. I just can't take this crap anymore. In other news...I really, really, love The Cure.