sigh... i feel so oppressed here... i can't cook. anything i say can and will be be used against me behind my back. any of those things i like to do for fun-yeah all pretty much gone... i can play video games if no one else is home or if i stay down in the basement and play on this little tv that's so old i can barely read the words on th game.. and that's if scott isn't playing already.. my books are in storage, and my beefy paychecks are already called for for at least the next two months.. so i'm making money but can spend it, I have things to do but either i'm not allowed to or i can't get the the necessary objects to do said activity.. it's all about money you see, we need to catch up on the rent for our old apt-we need to pay scott's mom back because she's apparently funneled her life savings into scott's wallet-we need to pay for the supposed heap of food we're eating (i've been living off cereal and toast all summer and i feel super malnourished)  scott just had to use the money he was going to use to get gas to buy his mom dinner and tp.. god, i just want my own place where i can actually be alone sometimes-or at least be left alone.. i want to cook! and god forbid i smoke from time to time.. or drink.. or watch tv from the couch for several hours straight.. 

instead I get scott freaking out on me because his mom is riding his ass about money and complaining about me and i'm wining to him because i have no one else to talk to about anything..  i  know no one up here.. and i'm really sick of living with my future in-laws..