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[Darvi]

Mine is pretty awesome.
He probably doesn't even know that today's Fathers' Day.

Same here.

That reminds me, my mom wants that I talk to him.

But I'm not in a mood for talking about universities D:

[scriver]

My father doesn't know today is your fathers' day either.

[Bauglir]

Metasadness is an interesting thing. On the one hand, my initial reaction to Father's Day is, "Well, at least I don't have to go buy a present or anything." But then I start wondering if I ought to be sad that my father is dead. It's pretty much what I'm used to, so it's not really saddening, but then I see the way people act if I tell them that this is the case, or the value they put on the day, and all of a sudden I start wondering if there's something wrong with me that I don't seem to care one way or the other. And then I start wondering if I really do care and I just don't want to admit it, but I try to stop navel-gazing when I reach the point where I'm second-guessing myself to that extent.

PSEUDOEDIT: No sooner did I finish typing that, when the drama llama decided to pay a visit to my circle of friends for entirely unrelated reasons. NO, MR. LLAMA, WE ARE NOT BUDDIES AND I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU'D STOP STALKING ME. I WAS HOPING WE'D GO OUR SEPARATE WAYS AFTER GRADUATION.

[Vector]

*shrug*

To me, it's a reminder that I want to be the best Father-Mother-Sister-Brother-Teacher-Guardian to my students, and the rest of humanity, that I can be.

(Yes, I've been studying German.  Can you tell?)

[Solifuge]

It's Fathers Day, and I'm both without a phone, and too apprehensive to contact either of my dads. Half of me would like to ask them how they're doing, offer a card or token of thanks for the help and guidance they've provided through my life, etc. The other half knows it could turn awkward or bad quickly, and that I have no good news to share with them:

1) I don't want to contact my biological dad because we haven't talked in so long due to my financial situation, and lack of ability to see or call him for the last while. I don't want his tendency to offer help when I'm in a bad way to turn an honest wish to see how he's doing into a request for his help. I don't want him to think that's why I keep in touch with him. Also, I really can't afford gas to visit, and I have a feeling he'd really like to see me, since he's dealing with some rough stuff with his own parents right now.

2) I'm reluctant to contact my step-dad, because the last time we talked, we dealt with some awkward crap related to mutual respect, honesty, and tolerance. Telling the truth about some things left our relationship a bit sore, and I don't feel comfortable approaching him right now; that, and telling him about my whopping 3 days of employment would feel like I'd be letting him down, or stressing him out.

I'm sorry, dads.

EDIT: There's this funny feeling of inequity I get too, whenever I spend time with one of them. I love them both, despite our past hardships, and really do want them to know that... but whenever I spend time with one of them, it feels like I've distanced the other accordingly, and like it's an unfair thing to do. Friends want me to go out with them tonight. I'm probably going to spend the night at home by myself, because I don't want to have snubbed my dads in favor of them either... which doesn't really make rational sense. I can't rationalize this huge guilt spiral I've put myself in right now. I want to sleep or something, so the day can just be over, and I can start fixing my life again.

[ToonyMan]

Just do what I do and don't call them hahaha aahh AHH NOOOO

[scriver]

My birthday's coming up in a few days, and I'm afraid no one I know is going to care about it.

[Fenrir]

What is the date of it, Scriver?

I should have remembered to check the forum's calendar.

[Aqizzar]

I didn't do something I should have when I thought I should have.  Now, some personal time and interest has been wasted.  Damn.

Regarding Father's day, I'm sad that I'm not that sad about my grandfather's health.  My father's father has been living on the other side of town for ten years, and I only see him about once or twice a year.  Then again, my dad doesn't like him anyway, and the times that I'm around him, I'm not that enticed to know him better.  He's argumentative and haughty, and his wife even more so if still friendly.  A lot like my dad really, but I've known him my whole life.

My mother's father I've never even met, and she only saw him for the first time in years recently.  I think she wanted me to write a letter to him, but figured not to as I know literally nothing about him.  That isn't that sad, since she doesn't exactly want me to know him.  But it does remind me that I'm closer to my father than my mother, even though I lived with her longer.

[ToonyMan]

I saw my Father's Father's Father yesterday, man is he old.  At least he's able to live in the house still.

[Angel Of Death]

My computer fears have been confirmed. I have viruses again... The good thing is I think I know where they're coming from.

[Vector]

My computer fears have been confirmed. I have viruses again... The good thing is I think I know where they're coming from.

Kind of ironic that you seem to always be sick, and your computer always has viruses

[MetalSlimeHunt]

My earbuds are broken again. These are only three weeks old! Goddamn it, why does this keep happening? I need to buy somthing that isn't Skullcandy, the lifetime of these things is way too short. I'm halfway to cutting one of the old pairs open to see why they keep breaking.

[Angel Of Death]

My earbuds are broken again. These are only three weeks old! Goddamn it, why does this keep happening? I need to buy somthing that isn't Skullcandy, the lifetime of these things is way too short. I'm halfway to cutting one of the old pairs open to see why they keep breaking.

The same thing happens to me. Usually when they're about 2 months old, though.

[EDIT] I think my computer has been hacked, too. Fuuuuckkkkkk....

[Vector]

I'm upset today because my mother told me not to live with lesbians, and then demanded, angrily, to know if I was gay.

There were two reasons for this.

a. All lesbians will sexually abuse me and ignore my consent like my "friend" did in middle school.

b. Lesbians will not bring boys home for me to consider dating.

Next she asked me why I wasn't turned against all gay guys and their assault on my femininity, because one of my gay friends, once, made an inappropriate request that I protect him (rather than just requesting backup) if someone came to screw with him as he browsed the gay porn section.

It was, in fact, the queer and trans folk who tended to treat me much better than the vast majority of straight people.  Though I have absolutely no gaydar at all ("She has a short haircut and wears masculine clothing?  Cool!  He sings in a choir and lives in the queer co-op?  Cool!"), those who have let me know about these things... well, they're usually not that stereotypical, and they're usually really nice.

She then went on to, in an aggressive, accusative way, ask me if I was turned against all heterosexual men and dating in general due to my boyfriend's (extensive) emotional abuse.  I told her I was not interested in dating, and quite possibly not interested in marriage because I didn't think it was the life for me.  She proceeded to engage in the usual apologia--how this is what happens in relationships, how relationships often end in breakups, how it's usually both people's fault for whatever happens.  Whittling away at my reality into a world where it was my fault and I misinterpreted things.

Because she wants me to be married, even though I don't want to be married, and she wants babies, even though I don't want babies, and because she wants me to be feminine, even though I don't want to be feminine.  I shouldn't try to build arm muscle, because I'll look too butch.  I shouldn't sit "like that," with my legs a bit apart, because it's rude.  I shouldn't talk "like that," with my voice a bit low, because it's too masculine.  I should talk like a Japanese woman--soft, high-pitched, deferential.  I should be unconcerned with being tough, assertive, or brave.

This was, of course, after a conversation about how women are the ones really respected throughout the world--not men--despite all the evidence I provided to the contrary.  How the vast majority of black people and gay people experience no prejudice and are just complaining about something that doesn't exist.

I am far more upset than I am capable of expressing right now.