Dad finally bought a TV. He knows I'm the only person who will watch it. He put it in his room.
THAT SUCKS! What was the point of that?
To piss me off. I'm going to go watch it in his room. I told him Sunday night when the first of my shows start up again, I'll be in his room watching Brothers and Sisters. And there's nothing he can do about it... unless he moves the TV to either a family location or my room.
I forgot to set my alarm so I could watch the ball drop live. So I realized it was midnight 24 minutes ago due to the fireworks outside. Damn.