He's never in a good mood in the morning.

He has the tendency to piss me off at times, but I guess thats all just normal. He is my father, and I think in some weird way he's supposed to do that kinda stuff. But still, he pisses me off.

For the first time in my life (well, its happend before, I just want to emphasize the amazement that I have for this) someone agrees with me that my father is a nazi. It was a step up, and it was an improvement, finally I didn't think that I was crazy. It made me feel good inside an somehow with that piece of information I was then content with all the things that he was doing. I found it easier to listen to him and easier to be in a 'whatever' mood when it came to him. I didn't understand why it was like this, I think that it was the contentness of knowing that I wasn't crazy for the first time in my life (living with someone that tells you that your father is amazing and perfectly right in every way, made me feel better)