always been crazy

True. But I hate going there rather than bringing them to Houston, because it offends them if we want to stay at a hotel instead of sleeping on the barely bigger than twin-sized kitchen table-made-over-into-a-bed of their RV, but I HATE it. They leave the heat off, and Aaron steals the blankets, so I'm cold and uncomfortable each night, and tired and cranky in the daytime, and there's only so much card playing and college basketball watching and gossiping about other snowbird residents in the RV compound that I can handle until I'm like, IS THERE AN INTERNET CAFE or I AM GOING TO READ MY BOOK NOW, DON'T TALK AT ME ABOUT RANDOME PPL I'VE NEVER MET, PLZ.