Both of my parents and their guests were drunk when I got home from thespian conference. The garage smelled, no, scratch that, reeked of marijuana. Sounds lovely, no? No. It was not lovely and quite frankly I was pissed. And I am even more irritated because I never like when people try to rebuild my self-esteem by giving me constant complements, etc. So I especially didn't like being rebuilt by three drunk people. That's all I have to say.