perhapsevil

i justt got back from oregon. 16 hours in the same car as my mother. i drove 13 of those hours. the whole time my mom was telling me how to drive and to slow down, and i listened, patiently. going 70 mph on I-5 while trucks are passing us. At the end i couldn't take it any more and i was doing 95 down the grape vine around all those curves with my mom screaming, and the car bouncing so much the wheels were barely touching the ground. that was fun. i drove most of the way with no music cuz if my mom knows a song on the radio she sings it and you can't turn the radio up loud enough to drown her out, her singing makes me cringe, plus she snaps her fingers to the music, uggh. Oh yeah, and no air conditioning in 103 degree heat. So basically, i have been to hell and back and my mother is satan.