Who Needs Soap Operas?
So I went home Saturday. It's the Christmas thing. I took a Trival Pursuit game that my mom went ga-ga over (LotR edition). Found out my brother skipped out after forging several checks in my mother's name and stealing a very valuable cion collection (part of my inheritance). Which explains why they haven't been able to pay me anything. He's also taken some money from my grandmother, a very trusting and kind individual who has lots of money, unfortunately tied up in real estate and stocks. This is after my parents paid to get him off the drug trafficking charges. He's been both smoking pot (which I've known about for some time) and popping perscription pills like Vicodin, not to mention swiping beer and cigarettes from the folks. Sometimes I just wanna whack that stupid shit right out of his head. I mean, come on! If you're going to do that shit (and I'm not saying I condone it!) at least don't drag family into it! But then again, my brother has never been very good at taking responsibility or being a man.
In other news...wait, there is no other news. This thing with my brother, it's pretty big. I hope the little weasel tries to beg money out of me, I'll send his head spinning! I might hate my mother for what she's done to me, but I wouldn't do this! Leave maybe, and never return, walk out of her life, but this! Gods, kid, what the hell got into you. We used to be on the same wavelength, you and I. Remember that? I guess not.
L.A.
In other news...wait, there is no other news. This thing with my brother, it's pretty big. I hope the little weasel tries to beg money out of me, I'll send his head spinning! I might hate my mother for what she's done to me, but I wouldn't do this! Leave maybe, and never return, walk out of her life, but this! Gods, kid, what the hell got into you. We used to be on the same wavelength, you and I. Remember that? I guess not.
L.A.