My Life or Lack Thereof

"I've got to get home, to eat. And I have no way to get home, I have nobody here to take me." That's what my grandmother is sitting next to me yelling right now, after having thrown a temper tantrum and tossed half of her dinner on the floor while trying to hit me with it not more than two minutes ago. And before that, scratching my arm hard enough to make it bleed when I made her sit down to eat her dinner rather than trying to wander around the house while eating it. (She's really not stable enough on her feet to do that or I wouldn't even have bothered trying to make her sit. She's liable to fall and hurt herself trying that, though.) So far it's all par for the course, tonight.

( This is going to be a long rant, folks, so get your popcorn before clicking to continue... )