You can tell it's Sunday today. It's like the air changes and everyone has taken some kind of laughing gas in their inhalation. Mubby, is stressed to the max and starting projects while trying to finish others, baking bread and making cupcakes for my bother and I to go into tomorrow's lunch.

My Fappy is leaving empty beer glasses around the house, playing his centre of the universe game, where he pretends that he's king and therefore can do whatever he likes. This game usually results in him creating more projects for Mubby, making large messes, and complaining a great deal when we ask him to do something like make dinner.

Erik is also playing his centre of the universe game, but his is slightly different from Fappy's. He sit in front of a large screen either playing fast paced racing games, or watching anything but fast paces football games. He whines when we ask him to move... or simply go shovel. He purposely picks at everyone's scabs, seeing who will pay the most attention to him first. Usually it's me, because I have a very low sibling tolerance level.

The day usually ends with no one talking to anyone else, and today doesn't seem like much of an exception.