Thursday, April 29, 2010

Glued to toilet

Dad's been sitting on the toilet since slightly after 3AM. Now it's almost 5. He finally got up. (First of all, he doesn't close the door when going to washroom, even for number 2. Gross.) While he was sitting there, he took off all his clothes from waist up, roll up his pants, and pull threads out from his clothing (thus dissembling it). Although I haven't had the time for surveillance, I think he also tear off toilet paper piece by piece, fold them up, and put them in the Tupperware in front of him. There's a pile of toilet paper, some wrinkled, inside the cabinet above the toilet. I hate to think that they're used, but nothing else can explain why they're wrinkled. Neither mom nor myself have any energy to deal with that anymore. We just let him be. (And curse the world.)

He's been a level down today. Quite a lot crazier about food. And a lot less responsive when you tell him not to do certain thing, especially those he doesn't want to comply. As he screws up more and more, our nagging logically increase. Thus lead to dad ignoring us even more. Intelligible conversion? What's that?

He also screwed up the time-killer job my brother designed for him: sanding small wooden fishes. First thing dad did was to disassemble the sample brother made. Then instead of starting on a new fish, he sanded one of the example. Oh, and of course he didn't laid down any newspaper. So saw dust was all over the dinning table. Sigh...

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