I know that I should have a job, and I know that I'm living here for free, and I know you pay for fucking insurance, and I know I should be pretty goddamned pleased when I get the chance to use the car, and I know you think my plans for the future are tenuous at best, and I KNOW AND I TRY TO KEEP MY HEAD DOWN, EYES STRAIGHT, AND JUST TOW THE PARTY LINE...but I must say with absolute calmness, clarity, respect and knowing that it really isn't that bad BUT...

...Sometimes it really rubs to live at your parents' house.