Written 9-29-02, circa 10:30 pm. Posted Monday morning because the drug dealer's a f*cking asshole.
My mother called the house just as I got in tonight and told me she just wanted to make sure I was alright. She had a bad feeling suddenly, then looked on her terminal at work and saw my birthday, 10-16-78.
Now I'm feeling paranoid. We're officially kicking the drug dealer (and allegedly user) out on Tuesday, 9-1-02, and I seem to be the only one who fears he will try to retaliate with less than legal means. I mean, this is the same guy who five days ago kicked down the door to his girlfriend's house to steal some furniture. This guy keeps some seedy company, and he's off his rocker, as is his girlfriend. He might try something, or worse yet, being a deadbeat, someone he hasn't paid for drugs might come in here and tr to kill us, maybe even after he's moved out (drug dealers don't carry change of address forms).
I am worried now. Shit, I poured myself a cup of Gatorade and, suddenly thinking maybe he poisoned it, I poured it down the drain moments later. I need to beat it into my sister's head (figuratively) that we need to keep ALL the doors locked at ALL times once we boot the guy, and possibly call the police if things get shitty. If my tires are slashed Wednesday morning, I'll know who did it. They must know this is bad news as they haven't given ANY hint that they're throwing him out. He still owes my sister over $600 and she's basically broke covering him. He didn't pay his bills last month, and my sister is going to attempt to gouge him for all she can before kicking him out, which will only ruffle the bastard's feathers.
His friends and his psycho girlfriend have been over a LOT lately, like every single day. He's arming the fort; he MUST know in some psychic way we're getting ready to toss him. He's probably gone through this before.
In other news, of my four sisters, two do not live with me. One of those has a boyfriend, a good kid. HIS twin brother is an immature shit, and hit another car head on last night. No one was killed, but both cars were totalled. The car he hit has been compacted to crap.
Creepy time: I show up at the house and my mother ain't home. I am told she went down the street to check on an accident involving my sister's boyfriend's twin brother, who, by the way, does NOT have a license and, oh by the way, has FOUR other moving violations. Pretty thick record for a kid that doesn't have a license. He turned left, ran a red, going 50 mph, right in front of a car at an intersection. I instantly get creeped out for a moment, because Elaine had just gotten off work not a half hour before I left Border's, and the accident happened around that time. But I thought nothing of it. My mother gets home and tells me everything, etc.
Well, I'm in Border's today doing my studying and the redheaded girl Kellie walks in. She's driving her mother's car. What happened to HER car? It got totalled in an accident when somebody turned left in front her at an intersection even though she had the green. I had to ask her what the kid looked like and where it happened. Sure enough, it was the twin brother and it happened a block from my mom's house. Freaking creepy. Plus the twin brother's father is a regular at the cafe.
Enough of this creepy garbage.
My mother called the house just as I got in tonight and told me she just wanted to make sure I was alright. She had a bad feeling suddenly, then looked on her terminal at work and saw my birthday, 10-16-78.
Now I'm feeling paranoid. We're officially kicking the drug dealer (and allegedly user) out on Tuesday, 9-1-02, and I seem to be the only one who fears he will try to retaliate with less than legal means. I mean, this is the same guy who five days ago kicked down the door to his girlfriend's house to steal some furniture. This guy keeps some seedy company, and he's off his rocker, as is his girlfriend. He might try something, or worse yet, being a deadbeat, someone he hasn't paid for drugs might come in here and tr to kill us, maybe even after he's moved out (drug dealers don't carry change of address forms).
I am worried now. Shit, I poured myself a cup of Gatorade and, suddenly thinking maybe he poisoned it, I poured it down the drain moments later. I need to beat it into my sister's head (figuratively) that we need to keep ALL the doors locked at ALL times once we boot the guy, and possibly call the police if things get shitty. If my tires are slashed Wednesday morning, I'll know who did it. They must know this is bad news as they haven't given ANY hint that they're throwing him out. He still owes my sister over $600 and she's basically broke covering him. He didn't pay his bills last month, and my sister is going to attempt to gouge him for all she can before kicking him out, which will only ruffle the bastard's feathers.
His friends and his psycho girlfriend have been over a LOT lately, like every single day. He's arming the fort; he MUST know in some psychic way we're getting ready to toss him. He's probably gone through this before.
In other news, of my four sisters, two do not live with me. One of those has a boyfriend, a good kid. HIS twin brother is an immature shit, and hit another car head on last night. No one was killed, but both cars were totalled. The car he hit has been compacted to crap.
Creepy time: I show up at the house and my mother ain't home. I am told she went down the street to check on an accident involving my sister's boyfriend's twin brother, who, by the way, does NOT have a license and, oh by the way, has FOUR other moving violations. Pretty thick record for a kid that doesn't have a license. He turned left, ran a red, going 50 mph, right in front of a car at an intersection. I instantly get creeped out for a moment, because Elaine had just gotten off work not a half hour before I left Border's, and the accident happened around that time. But I thought nothing of it. My mother gets home and tells me everything, etc.
Well, I'm in Border's today doing my studying and the redheaded girl Kellie walks in. She's driving her mother's car. What happened to HER car? It got totalled in an accident when somebody turned left in front her at an intersection even though she had the green. I had to ask her what the kid looked like and where it happened. Sure enough, it was the twin brother and it happened a block from my mom's house. Freaking creepy. Plus the twin brother's father is a regular at the cafe.
Enough of this creepy garbage.
the_o_man:
Hey There Silent ...How you doin ? Hope all is well with you and school. How is the situation with the dealer ? Type ya later Silent ^_^ Paulie O
the_o_man:
It is October 7th 2002 ...Have you heard from your Silent Type friend today ? ^_^ WAZZUPP