Haha. Pee.

 Haha, she pee'd.

 Then she went on to licking this plate clean. For what reason? I do not know man... I just don't know...

 Another day after work and Cindy cleans. As usual. 

 And cooks dinner. I don't starve them until Cindy gets home, but it's close to it. Then BED TIME!

 The next morning the sink broke... again. I really don't like this house.

 The sad part about all of this is, at first whenever Cindy would argue with her family. She would immediately want to make it up to them and try to be nice. They would walk away in mid conversation, and she's gone from wanting to be a happy family. To not giving a damn. They don't even acknowledge her half of the time. She does the same to them however, and just takes care of her family.

 I thought this was kinda cute...

 Wahaha sink! I've foiled your plans of cleaning the dishes. AGAIN!

 They are always scaring each other. This is my fetish.

 When did I buy her a guitar? Oh wait... never. I wonder where she got it from.

 OH NO! Gibson's escaped! Hurry somebody!! Haven't any of you read when you give a mouse a cookie! It ends in nuclear war fare!

 Oh, thanks Cindy. You've saved us all.

 Has she always gone to work without shoes on?

 It took three attempts to get this dog to go away. I was almost tempted to delete this stupid mutt.

 Why is she running in boots? I'm so confused.

 I love exploring the catacombs. How anyone has not destroyed this place due to health hazards; I do not know.

In another world [because I'm the freaking doctor and I can do stuff like that] this thing grew up. And I still hate it. With all of my hates. ALL OF IT!