Ballot

I can't stand my mother when she starts acting like my father. It seems like when they start getting close again, he pulls her over to the dark side.

She just jumped all over my case on the phone for losing my ballot - I was surprised at how angry she seemed even though earlier she didn't seem to give a shit about the election. Personally, I don't really care either but I know it's my responsibility to vote. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do about it if I lose my ballot though, I looked every where for it. I can't wait until my dad emails me tomorrow and goes off about my civic duty and how disappointed he is in me. Get off your fucking high horse, dad.

I suppose I'll give the county office a call and see if it's possible for me to get a replacement ballot, even though they need to be mailed tomorrow. It sort of seems like no point if I'm voting and ill-informed about my choices. Maybe I should get my replacement ballot and then vote for Chris Dudley and Art Robinson just to prove a point to my parents.

I would really respect my dad a lot more, if instead of being self-righteously ethical he had decided instead to actually try to learn something about his daughters. (Not that these are mutually exclusive goals, mind you, though I could do without the self-love.) Cass and I were talking on the phone the other day and discussed how he has NO idea who we are, or what we like to do, our goals, etc. Sometimes I feel like I'm just a canvas that he fills in with whatever he wants me to be. The other day I was talking to him about stuff in fisheries management and he went off about how I shouldn't get involved in the climatology debate because he'd read some Scientific American article about the backlash against some climatologist.

1.) I have never expressed an interest in climatology
2.) Fisheries have nothing to do with climatology, and thus the transition made no sense in the conversation
3.) I'm pretty sure he doesn't care that I don't care anything for climatology, he just wanted to bring up some random point that HE had been thinking about.

Most people would achieve this last part by saying "hey, read this interesting article the other day etc etc." Though off subject, I could follow the science train, and would probably like to hear about it. But please, don't pretend like you think that I harbor some secret desire for this thing you read about, because I DON'T.

Bleh, parent issues. I probably sound like some whining teen but I only start thinking about this sort of thing when we have an altercation. Usually this comes up now when they try to lecture me about being an adult...but I am an adult, and I'd rather not be lectured. Yes, it is MY choice not to vote. It was accidental, but it's still my decision.

I'm glad I got gerbils recently. They're not this complicated. But goddamn their wheel squeaks. :)