Smelling 'o' roses..
Well, managed to get my father back on my good side, the secret?
I fried him some eggs for his dinner.
It's the simple things in life.
Would still have preferred to have made my special scrambled eggs, but oh well, still did the trick. (And for those wondering, the trick is to actually cook all of the eggs, turned over easy, and still manage the centre of the yoke to be runny.)
I'm back (again)
I've gotten the laptop back.
My father has turned into an irratable bastard with no consideration whatsoever.
Business as usual.