wierd happenings
So I'm looking over the yahoo mail for Cragmere and there's talk about a Tir Righ Wiki page. "Cool" I think, so I jump on and take a look. No suprise, no Sgain (bfd). But, there's a Myranda page, so I take a look and am very pleased to see the many heartfelt words there. I get kind of choked up (heck I've been sick and stress for 2 weeks or so). Go to bed.
Next day I tell F about it. I had a weird feeling and such. I check the phone messages; and there's one from the Coroner so I give her a call.
Final report; much the same as the first.
Then came a shocker; what do I think of Esthers mental state? I say 'she's nuts'. Silence....long pause...'why do you think that?'. Well the diabetes, the notes, the constant phone calls, the endless repeating of the same questions, the accusations of lying. 'Well that explains a lot.' coroner doesn't sound happy. 'She's been calling constantly.' No suprise I say. I think she is trying to make it sound like I had something to do with C's death. More silence. 'Yes, I get that impression too.'
So as I figured that old bitch is somehow warped it around in her fucked up world that I caused C's death. She's trying to figure out a way to blame me, after all, she can't accept the fact that he constant nagging was more likely a cause for trouble than anything I ever did.
Great. I hate it when my feelings of paranoia are proved correct.
Oh well, gotta get over this damn cold and move on.
Next day I tell F about it. I had a weird feeling and such. I check the phone messages; and there's one from the Coroner so I give her a call.
Final report; much the same as the first.
Then came a shocker; what do I think of Esthers mental state? I say 'she's nuts'. Silence....long pause...'why do you think that?'. Well the diabetes, the notes, the constant phone calls, the endless repeating of the same questions, the accusations of lying. 'Well that explains a lot.' coroner doesn't sound happy. 'She's been calling constantly.' No suprise I say. I think she is trying to make it sound like I had something to do with C's death. More silence. 'Yes, I get that impression too.'
So as I figured that old bitch is somehow warped it around in her fucked up world that I caused C's death. She's trying to figure out a way to blame me, after all, she can't accept the fact that he constant nagging was more likely a cause for trouble than anything I ever did.
Great. I hate it when my feelings of paranoia are proved correct.
Oh well, gotta get over this damn cold and move on.