VENTING LONG

[grauwulf]

okay so this weekend we journey out to the Tig-leon-a-banna annual christmas party and house hold meeting (NOTE* Rowen is now apprenticed to Bran! WoW!). that all goes well and good. Sunday, I head up to Mrytle Beach for my annual/yule tide visit with the parental unit. I want to take her out for a nice dinner, I know she doesn't get to do it often and it helps to ease the tennson, and Robert (Mom's alchoholic, pill dealing husband) insists on coming along. well after finding a place thats open, we go sit down and Robert orders a pitcher of beer for himself and a glass of beer for my mother... WTF (*NOTE: this is on my bill)! Well Robert proceeds to get plastered then tell us all about how the world is "doin' him wroon" and how it's been so tight with money and all, well 10min later he relates how he and his buddy like to go to the "titty-bars" on friday and saturday nights and "boy howdy you can burn some dollars in them girls". (At this point I'm getting ready to climb over the seat and pop his head like a friggin zit, which Gail stops me from doing [*NOTE: I have no idea how she retained calm with all of this, she is a saint.]) then he gos on to say how much he hates all of those "damn [N]ers" to which I respond "yah, it's people who think like that, labeling with derogotory terms the people they dont even know, who continue to set this country back 75 years..." (Gripping stearing wheel so hard it left impressions) to which he retorts "Ya Damn right, I hate all those [N]ers". My mother married this asshole (who wore blue jeans and a teeshirt to their "county court house weddin'" by the way) and she wonders why I don't visit very often... So after a 'delightful' visit, a $75.00 tab, 2 hours of harrising for money ($500 which I dont have or I would have gladly givin, to my Mother) a certified Migrane, and a 4+ hour trip home, I'm having a jolly friggin holy day, oh and today sucked too. OH this is rich too, get this. So awhile back I send my mom a bit of cash and a phone card, with the stipulation that she use the phone card to call her mom and that she call me when the minutes are low so I could send her a new one right, well tonight she calls collect. GRRRRRRR! and Robert has a new 19" high definition TV with dvd player for their [tiny] studio appartment. [takes another hit of Crown] ARRGHHH! So I have 0 finances, am rapidly becoming unemployeed, my truck is a death trap (just waiting for the brakes to disapear in christmas traffic) my mother is married to a shit head, my great grandmother [whome I love dearly] is on her death bed, my grandmother [whome I love even more] is slowly loosing her mind after loosing her son [my uncle] and now watching her mother be draned of every last bit of life in some nurseing home, and thats just the stuff away from home. oh and by the way I think I might be depressed. And I've also been drinking and smoking WAY beyond my usual ammounts. which does not help. [takes another hit of Crown] time for a smoke and then sweet rest. my head hurts again.

Sorry for the vent people, had to be done.
fruck.