i think he just wasn't happy with the state of my room and the fact that i have been sleeping in. he has no idea what i've been accomplishing and doesn't care about it. i'm offended that he's getting mad about things he thinks he knows when he doesn't know anything about me and he's not interested in hearing about it. he just wants to yell. i'm not impressed.
i spent a splendid night with lexi, though. and we watched the entirety of "lain" and the "twin peaks" pilot. i left her my "mulholland drive" vhs so she may enjoy that on her own. i owe her "heavenly creatures".