The weekend

Dad and Teresa fought really bag this weekend. It was another one of their stupid arguments that build off of thin air itself, courtesy of my father. I wish I could understand why he is how he is. Sometimes I wish he'd just stay alone because he'd be safer that way. I'd say that he could get a dog as his companion, but I wouldn't want him to mistreat it if it peed on the floor or something. Dad is predictable... but only most times.