jackhole update
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amezriThis is for my own informational purposes.
The jackhole hasn't been home in weeks. He hasn't given my mother any money to pay bills and hasn't mentioned paying for my brother's tuition. The times he did call this week were to bitch about taxes and how he's not going to pay what he owes - because apparently my mother spends all his money so she should pay for it. I think I mentioned this part already. Well, my mother has seen some shifty e-mails to my father from some girl asking about his cabin and horseback riding. To which I say.. dubbya tee eff. This evening we got a call from the girlfriend of loser!redneck my father knows. She's pissed because my father is up in the Catskills hooking her abusive (yes, she called the cops on him for hitting her) boyfriend up with Chinese girls. This is interesting news because.. well, hell, we didn't know where he was going to be. The fact that he took his loser friend out to dinner (repeatedly) with three girls is.. not surprising, but we didn't know, so *shrug* My mother just thanked trailertrash!gf for the info and informed her that she didn't care. Heh. Some days I wish my father were physically abusive or obviously mentally disturbed so there were be at least some way we can get him gone. Being jerked around all the time is just no fun, especially when the only times he calls are when he's bored and to yell at us for something. Damn, I should have recorded those nasty messages he left on my mother's voice mail.
In other news, my crazy aunt is still.. crazy. My mother keeps saying that she has Alzheimer's. I really don't think that's the case. She's always been a little off and it's just gotten worse every year for the last twenty plus years. Today, something happened to her dog and her sister-in-law found the poor thing crying and bleeding while my aunt tried to spray the very serious wound (I hear there was exposed muscle and lots of bleeding) with Windex and rubbing at it with a towel or something. Sister-in-law carried the dog into a room and locked the door so Crazy!aunt wouldn't try to windex the dog again. 911 was called. Cops came to check it out. Saw the dog. Saw the aunt with the windex and told her to, uh, not do that. She got confused and aggro and apparently fought the cops. They put her in a choke hold and she was biting the cops. So they handcuffed her until she calmed down. At some point, she was laughing at the dog when the cops were telling her that the dog may die from the injuries. Cop told her to stop laughing and she responded by laughing more. My cousin came to the house finally and they took the dog to the ER. Doctors say the dog will be fine, but they're keeping him there for a couple days so he, uh, doesn't get Windexed again. At this point any sane person would take care of the crazy lady who was laughing at her bleeding dog. Actually, at this point any sane person would be looking for crazy lady's medication. My cousin, instead, took my aunt to dinner because they had reservations and plans to meet with people. He then tells the people at the table that my aunt would be paying for dinner because she has a lot of money and it's not like she'd know what to do with it, so who cares?
You can't make this shit up people, you just can't.
The jackhole hasn't been home in weeks. He hasn't given my mother any money to pay bills and hasn't mentioned paying for my brother's tuition. The times he did call this week were to bitch about taxes and how he's not going to pay what he owes - because apparently my mother spends all his money so she should pay for it. I think I mentioned this part already. Well, my mother has seen some shifty e-mails to my father from some girl asking about his cabin and horseback riding. To which I say.. dubbya tee eff. This evening we got a call from the girlfriend of loser!redneck my father knows. She's pissed because my father is up in the Catskills hooking her abusive (yes, she called the cops on him for hitting her) boyfriend up with Chinese girls. This is interesting news because.. well, hell, we didn't know where he was going to be. The fact that he took his loser friend out to dinner (repeatedly) with three girls is.. not surprising, but we didn't know, so *shrug* My mother just thanked trailertrash!gf for the info and informed her that she didn't care. Heh. Some days I wish my father were physically abusive or obviously mentally disturbed so there were be at least some way we can get him gone. Being jerked around all the time is just no fun, especially when the only times he calls are when he's bored and to yell at us for something. Damn, I should have recorded those nasty messages he left on my mother's voice mail.
In other news, my crazy aunt is still.. crazy. My mother keeps saying that she has Alzheimer's. I really don't think that's the case. She's always been a little off and it's just gotten worse every year for the last twenty plus years. Today, something happened to her dog and her sister-in-law found the poor thing crying and bleeding while my aunt tried to spray the very serious wound (I hear there was exposed muscle and lots of bleeding) with Windex and rubbing at it with a towel or something. Sister-in-law carried the dog into a room and locked the door so Crazy!aunt wouldn't try to windex the dog again. 911 was called. Cops came to check it out. Saw the dog. Saw the aunt with the windex and told her to, uh, not do that. She got confused and aggro and apparently fought the cops. They put her in a choke hold and she was biting the cops. So they handcuffed her until she calmed down. At some point, she was laughing at the dog when the cops were telling her that the dog may die from the injuries. Cop told her to stop laughing and she responded by laughing more. My cousin came to the house finally and they took the dog to the ER. Doctors say the dog will be fine, but they're keeping him there for a couple days so he, uh, doesn't get Windexed again. At this point any sane person would take care of the crazy lady who was laughing at her bleeding dog. Actually, at this point any sane person would be looking for crazy lady's medication. My cousin, instead, took my aunt to dinner because they had reservations and plans to meet with people. He then tells the people at the table that my aunt would be paying for dinner because she has a lot of money and it's not like she'd know what to do with it, so who cares?
You can't make this shit up people, you just can't.
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