Last night I had one of those insane moments. I felt like I was going crazy.. all kinds of creatures wanted to come out. I would get upset for the tiniest thing really.. and I'd sit there, not say anything and let it aggravate me some more. I wanted to use the computer.. It was minutes to eleven already.. my brother was on it. I thought to myself 'Maybe if I hover around he'll get the point".. cause I mean really, when I want to use the computer everyone should notice and remove themselves.. I mean really. So I hover till about 11:30.. nothing happening.. but the mister getting down into a webcam conversation. I start to get vex.. I done already screw up meh plans of hugging up the ras, let me at least talk to him on msn nah..Up to now I haven't said a word.. but he knew what was going on. Then I started to think of ways to knock him off the internet.. but DAMMIT I don't have dial-up anymore.. so anything short of picking up the router and pelting it.. was out of the question. But I felt like doing it.. in fact I even felt like making a checklist of all what Is mine. This phone is mine.. pull out the jack out the wall. This router is mine.. pick it up.. Give meh my webcam..throw it in my room. This DVD player.. mine.. put in meh room.. the sound system.. I went inside my mothers room a little after midnight, telling her she'd need to put in their own phone line, because they are causing me unnecessary expense. Hey. I was frustrated. She was sleeping anyway. Came back outside and he was still ONLINE. It was after 1am. Gone in Sixty seconds had finished. Nothing to do but watch MTV Pimp my ride or Free on 106.. I think i would have taken a sledgehammer and mash up the whole damn place.. Telling him that I wanted to use the internet would have been out of the question, because someone would tell me that I trying to create bachannal, and then I would have had to fight. Steups.. bottom line, I didnt get to use the computer.. and I still damn fucking vex. Went in my bed about 2am.