This evening I had my dad screaming at me to get out of his house and move in with my boyfriend "since he's the only person who could possibly stand [me] anyway". I had to sit there and tell him that I can't move in with my boyfriend because even he can't stand the thought of living with me. My dad laughed in my face. I don't like this evening. But at least my parents seem to have come out of this happy.
Oh well. Knightmare in half an hour. And at least I get out of here tomorrow.
Later : And now they'ver even cancelled Knightmare. I declare this evening an official write-off.