I was invited to a music quiz at the pub earlier by a friend from Uni. I said I'd ask my parents for a lift (curse me && my inability to successfully operate an automobile!) && get back to her. The asking part went alright...it was just the parents that got in the way.
Answer me this; if your daughter asked for a lift, what would be the first thing you would do? Yes, that's right - have a bottle of wine! Ok, so that's that then. No trip to the music quiz for this former social retard.
Cue this MMS from friend at pub:
"This is what you're missing!"
Except, wait a minute...I can't even open MMS messages on my phone, which means...I Have No Idea What I'm Missing! I've Missed It Again! Am I Never To Know The Nature Of What I Missed? I Missed The Thing I Was Forced To Miss By My Alcoholic Parents...I have to say that the irony has not been lost on me - That's for sure!
There's just one thing I'd like to clear up at this point:
My parents aren't alcoholics...just for the record. They never have been, && maybe not ever be.
They're just incredibly selfish.
(Unrelated topic: Character development has begun. May end up as novel. May end up as screenplay. Early stages, so may even end up in the bin.)