Sunday, April 6, 2008

Arrg!
Damn! It's been such a long time since I've been online. Unfortunetly, Rufus and my mom have total control of the computer and the house in general. Anyhow, this little house of mine has been recently plagued with many disasterous events. Aside from the usual crap that happens, I've recently found out that my brother is a little achoholic, a smoker, and handles weed. I've known this for, actually, quite some time; however, only... 2 days ago did my mom find out. This, in my opinion, is depressingly sad. Yes, yes, he comes home around 2 or 3 in the morning throwing up (which is fun to watch), reeking of booze. But of course, my mom never really "notices".

Well anyhow this is the krunx of this entire post thing, 2 days ago, I was talking to my mom about the different "habits" that my brother has, and of course she was shocked when the topic of ciggarets and weed came up. Eventually I left, and I was happily enjoying my chinese food up in my room, when suddenly... Hurricane Mom came crashing through my room and into my brother's. She, in a terriible fit of rage, lifted my brother's mattress and chucked it to the other side of the room. Now, before you all go thinking that my mom is some sort of insane, overly dramatic, mad bitch (oh wait... she is), know that she normally doesn't flip out like she did that day.

Wow... I'm protecting my mom. Scary.

So where was I? Oh yea: Hurricane Mom.
Alright, so I noticed two empty bottles of booze that were hidden in between his mattress. My mom flipped out, for no reason I though. So she ran downstairs, called the police and came back up and told me my sister to not touch anything. This was weird and in my opinion blown way out of proportion, then I actually walked into his room and there, right in front of me, was a bag filled with weed. So, there I stood laughing. It was honestly really, really, really funny. Partly because I knew that he would get SCREWED for it, and because I then realized exactly how stupid he really was for keeping it in the fucking house! xD

Well, to make this terribly long story short: the police came (oh, and might I add the my brother was working when this all happened), he took the bag, he left after my mom filed a police report, my mom and Rufus moved his bed downstairs saying that he is "unfit" to be sleeping upstairs with us (his sisters), my sister and I looked around and found more shit, he came home and there was some more hell.

Overall it was an interesting weekend. I can't wait untill Monday, only because I know that he will be getting screwed once he's called down and the school's police officer is waiting for him.

Maggie is happy. Eerily, depressingly, unnaturally, happy.

Oh, and just for fun, here's the totals:
-4 bottles of alchohol (all empty)
-3 bags of weed (1 empty, 2 half full)
-1 pipe
-2 lighters
Now, this is just what we found here. I asked my mom what she thinks he's out doing at 2 in the morning and she tells me, quote, "I'm not sure. Maybe just hanging out with friends or something."

Hahah! No, no you silly goose!
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6:01pm
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