Its 9pm.. I haven't slept in over 2 days now, haven't eaten since yesterday, I'm so wound up it isn't funny.. and what am i listening to right now? My dad and step mom decided its home renovation time, its 9pm and they're out the back of my shack smashing into a fence with a hammer and swearing at each other. She sleeps till midday, he's been home from work for 6 hours and they wait till the time of day when most NORMAL people are settling down for the night to smash down a fence and break up concrete for the new driveway.. and people say I'm the nut. I'm between tears of frustration and going out there and smashing a shovel over both their heads. God I hate it here, I really do, its a joke, a cruel, evil, senseless joke. Even if I didn't feel like the zombie from hell this would be annoying in the extreme.