My Dad called me Friday night. I know what that means. Mom said something silly.
It was around 10, we were out at Kung Fu and I get a call from my Dad.
"Kase, guess what your mom just said? She said that you and I were just alike. Then she did a hand gesture, pointing at her head and said, 'close-minded' and then she corrected herself and told me, 'well you are actually less close minded because you are sitting here.'"
What was all this about? That god damned movie Remember Me with sparkly vampire Robert Pattinson in it. I didn't want to go see it.
So that means I have a closed mind, cuz I don't want to go to a crappy movie! This has all been said before.
Oh mom. She's a funny bunny. What a good sport my Dad is and also SO MUCH more open minded than myself.
Also, she always forgets, I DID watch Twilight with her. The movie is a disaster. She was making excuses for it. She said they didn't have much money to make it and this and that. My big problem with the movie is Edward is a fucking control freak ass. Telling someone you want to kill them isn't my idea of romance. And special brand of heroin? That's not sweet.