everything was going so well and...
of course something drastic has to happen to pull me off of my happy high
i was on the road for what was supposed to be 2 weeks
Yesterday I was in Alexandria, Minnesota its about 500 miles from home. I was sleeping nice and cozy in my cute motel room (it had a living room and a bed room... the bedroom had a toaster in it). I got a frantic phone call at 8:30 am from my roomate Josh saying they foreclosed on the house people are here tearing shit up and throwing it on the lawn you better get here quick. What the hell am I supposed to do? I called my mom, luckily she didnt have to work for a few hours, she called my brother and they all went over and started loading shit in their cars and eventually my dad came too so they got everything it looks like. They told me there was some more stuff they werent sure whos it was so when I drove in to town i had to look... by the time i got there the cleanup crew was there throwing everything away.... Ryan had said it was all garbage and to just toss it so im not sure if I have everything. All my belongings are thrown in the garage right now. Im currently cleaning out the basement and im going to live in the unfinished basement lol. Oh well Im only going to be here like 5 days a month, and eventually i might move to Florida.
Ok so thats just the part that affects my stuff and living situation... heres the fun part
The foreclosure stuff started happening a year ago. Ryan and Michelle were trying to get it figured out with Dez's mom. Ryan quit trying, all he had to do was fax somw papers, and the house couldve been saved then. He started ignoring dez's mom completely because hes a lazy bastard who thinks problems solve themselves. Then about 3-4 months ago Ryan told Josh and I that him and his dad were working on it, so its not a problem anymore.
Within the last 6 months, our water was turned off once, internet every other month, and Ryan hasnt paid his phone bill in 3 months. Heres the interesting part about foreclosure. When you are in foreclosure you can not make mortgage payments or utilities until its all paid in full at once. I paid 200 a month, Josh paid 400. Ryan made like 300-400 a week. Plus a friend of his has given him over $4,000 in the last year to help with the house. Where did all the money go???
Ryan was very anti-drug if i had friends over that smoked weed, he said he didnt want them there because he didnt trust them. Ryan took alot of vicodin after shows, i knew about that. One time i went downstairs and found him snorting it because he was immune to it now. Heres what I found out yesterday; Ryan has been addicted to oxycontin and vicodin for a while now, hell spend 300-400 a month on it. Just 2 weeks ago he was talking shit about people addicted to oxycontin.
MORAL: NEVER TRUST ANYONE!!!
i was on the road for what was supposed to be 2 weeks
Yesterday I was in Alexandria, Minnesota its about 500 miles from home. I was sleeping nice and cozy in my cute motel room (it had a living room and a bed room... the bedroom had a toaster in it). I got a frantic phone call at 8:30 am from my roomate Josh saying they foreclosed on the house people are here tearing shit up and throwing it on the lawn you better get here quick. What the hell am I supposed to do? I called my mom, luckily she didnt have to work for a few hours, she called my brother and they all went over and started loading shit in their cars and eventually my dad came too so they got everything it looks like. They told me there was some more stuff they werent sure whos it was so when I drove in to town i had to look... by the time i got there the cleanup crew was there throwing everything away.... Ryan had said it was all garbage and to just toss it so im not sure if I have everything. All my belongings are thrown in the garage right now. Im currently cleaning out the basement and im going to live in the unfinished basement lol. Oh well Im only going to be here like 5 days a month, and eventually i might move to Florida.
Ok so thats just the part that affects my stuff and living situation... heres the fun part
The foreclosure stuff started happening a year ago. Ryan and Michelle were trying to get it figured out with Dez's mom. Ryan quit trying, all he had to do was fax somw papers, and the house couldve been saved then. He started ignoring dez's mom completely because hes a lazy bastard who thinks problems solve themselves. Then about 3-4 months ago Ryan told Josh and I that him and his dad were working on it, so its not a problem anymore.
Within the last 6 months, our water was turned off once, internet every other month, and Ryan hasnt paid his phone bill in 3 months. Heres the interesting part about foreclosure. When you are in foreclosure you can not make mortgage payments or utilities until its all paid in full at once. I paid 200 a month, Josh paid 400. Ryan made like 300-400 a week. Plus a friend of his has given him over $4,000 in the last year to help with the house. Where did all the money go???
Ryan was very anti-drug if i had friends over that smoked weed, he said he didnt want them there because he didnt trust them. Ryan took alot of vicodin after shows, i knew about that. One time i went downstairs and found him snorting it because he was immune to it now. Heres what I found out yesterday; Ryan has been addicted to oxycontin and vicodin for a while now, hell spend 300-400 a month on it. Just 2 weeks ago he was talking shit about people addicted to oxycontin.
MORAL: NEVER TRUST ANYONE!!!