Jul 05, 2006 09:04
No one pointed out the obvious to me.
My fault.
Detachment can and generally does come with vindictiveness.
My mother turned off my electric since it was in her name before she left for Daytona; July 4th, a day she knew I couldn't turn it back on since they are closed.
What a fucking bitch.
Roommate bursts into soon to be exstepfather, David's house, wakes me up with "they are claiming the electric has been turned off for 2 weeks." It was turned off yesterday. "Call them." I'm asleep. I tell him to get the phone from the other room. It's straight in on the table he said he "couldn't find it". I slump out of bed and walk over to the phone and hold it up and said "it's right HERE". He gets angry... "FUCK YOU! I'M LEAVING!" Touchy, touchy. I call GRU. No way to turn it on again unless I start up a new account and put it in my own name. That also comes with a $300 deposit that I don't have. Wrote Jacob a letter. Will be putting it where he can read it. In the meantime David is letting me stay with him until my house is ready, dispite being put out.
Thank god David is my best friend.
Love him to death.
Oh what a tangled web we weave.
Alexandra
You know the more I realize it, I know so many different types of music, it's not even funny. I will list favorites later.