I've been studying for two days straight. That really doesn't leave much to tell, apart from my parents aren't the brightest pennies in the jar. Mum rarely ever does anything without talking at length about it both before and after it happens. It was a habit I picked up when I was younger and it confused the shit out of me when people didn't care or got annoyed. I assumed it was normal for someone to spew out every errant thought over and over. I still slip back into the habit sometimes these days, but then I'm the one who's annoyed with me.