after everything, appearances must be kept

so my mother is going bitchy. not crazy, mind you. just bitchy. more than usual, actually, so it's a bit hard not to slam her for everything she's not doing whenever she starts yelling at me for no apparent reason. still, i am, if nothing else, secretly nice, and don't want to hurt her frail little emotions. not directly, anyway. guilt's a horrid thing to live with, you know? and i have enough for the moment, thank you. well, besides that, there's not much else to say. there's not really been much of an update in my life, beyond the fact that time keeps moving without me. all right, well, i'm off to go write some more on my fanfic...before people lose interest in the story...buh-bye now.