Ugh.

Calling my parents twice a week is annoying. They keep asking me questions I do not have answers to yet. Ugh.

I hate not knowing. I think I have said that before. Ugh. Again. This is a themetic post, wherein I say Ugh a lot, it seems.

That being said, I am to come home for Christmas. 
    Doug, my parents have extended you an invitation as well.
    Mr. Summers, is my and/or Doug being gone for several days going to present any problems? I would rather -not- cause you any more irritation...