Day two of 'Living with Dad' has been survived. He cooked tonight. I dunno, he seems to enjoy doing stuff around the house. Maybe because Mum won't let him do anything. Reminds me, gotta clean the shit out of the cat's litter tray. I said I was gunna do it before the wrestling was on, but then I watched that and started playing Warcraft III. Anyway, Dad's been easy to get on with. Only thing I've really had to do is remind him he shouldn't sleep in the recliner a coupa times. All I do is go into the lounge while he's asleep, ask him what he's up to, then he gets up and goes to bed. Don't have to boss him around or anything.