papa don't preach

I just want my blog to know that I sat here for over an hour, writing several different entries, and deleted them all before posting them.

They all focused on my dad and how annoying he was to me during my trip to North Carolina last week.  After trying so hard to describe, in detail, the ways in which he annoys me and why, I came to several conclusions:

• I don't want this blog to be a giant venting/rant fest.
• I can never adequately describe the ways in which he annoys me and why.
  
• The more I write about my dad, the more angry I get at his inability to understand me and my inability to understand him.
  
• There's no way I can write about him and not sound like a spoiled, ungrateful brat, especially when I acknowledge that I sound like a spoiled, ungrateful brat.
• The motivation behind all of his annoying actions is love and concern, so it's really hard not to sound like a spoiled, ungrateful brat when you know this.
  
• The best way to say what I'm feeling is to keep it simple, so:

My dad fucking annoys me senseless sometimes!