Stresed to Kill

I spent almost 30 mins writing about how stressed my dad makes me, when I realized that by writing about it I felt better but... did I really want to post it.

So I erased it.

And realized that I had purged myself and... there was no need top spray my blog with it.

I told dad today that he's 'stressed to kill.' He's having chest pains. I sent him to the doctor. He doesn't know I called the doctor's office and told them he's still smoking and not sleeping due to stressing over work. Bet dad's gonna be pissed at me.

Tough tootie...