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The receiving end of my fury today will be Sian's dad. Oh my god, he is one of the biggest dicks I have ever, ever encountered. Seriously.
( in which I rant. )
I don't know how I'm going to face my fiancé's brother today without exploding, ugh. He's such a selfish manchild. Found out today that his mum only went to the hospital on Wednesday after her stroke Tuesday - and he brought someone round while she was suffering the effects; I.e. speech impairment and weakened left side. Oh, and they stayed the night, too. And he came to the fucking pub quiz and made merry while his mum was in hospital. I am so fucking furious at him right now; and I was pissed off at him already for basically being a total sponge, not giving his mum any free time and letting her do everything for him.
This guy is 30 YEARS OLD. And he has his OWN FUCKING HOUSE. And he stays with his mum every day now, despite complaining about having no free time when she had no choice but to live with him, lets her do his washing, cooking, cleaning etc, generates massive fucking piles of dishes for her to do and expects her to get him up for college. Oh, did I mention he expects her to sleep on the small couch while he takes the big one because the small one "makes him ache"? She even admitted that he was stressing her out and I'll bet that he was a massive factor in her stroke.
I am livid. And I plan on having words with him. I'll be diplomatic, but as soon as he pulls any of his defensive I-have-the-right-to-be-here-it's-not-my-fault-I'm-the-victim bullshit, I'm gonna pull out the big guns. And I'm beyond the point now of caring what he thinks of me afterwards. I was worried that saying anything would have him brand me "the bitch my brother is going to marry" but to be honest he's driving me, Jason and his mum crazy, and I've learned all too well that what upsets you must be dealt with. I'm gonna tell him to pack up all his stuff and get out of the house.
Also, my inactivity this past month was due to NaNoWriMo. I managed 66k! Woo! My novel is currently 580 pages long and a grand total of 174000 words approximately. I'm planning to have it first-drafted and typed up by the end of April, and in the other 2013 NaNo events (Camp NaNoWriMo in June and August, and NaNoWriMo itself) I will be finishing 'The Chronicles of Stan' and shifting a hefty chunk of 'You Know You Got (No) Soul'.
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- Location:United Kingdom, England,Borough of St. Helens, Earlestown
( And so this entry continues... )
Apologies about any formatting issues this entry might have, by the way. This is an e-mail post and I can't quite remember how I used to lay them out so they'd look alright on my LiveJournal. I hope everyone's having an awesome life, and I'm sorry I haven't been updating much! Just know that I have a mass of typed up and handwritten backdated entries to get up - you're not rid of me yet!
I have to learn how to do things by e-mail post like change my userpic, add tags, privacy settings and the like. Happily there's nothing in here that I want to hide from the world!
- Music:I'll Be Here - Xander and the Peace Pirates
When we were discussing it on Sunday morning, just after the event, Jason said it had been the worst incident they'd ever had - so maybe it was bad enough for Marie to finally realise that the vicious circle had to be broken. I hope so, and I hope they'll be alright.
Last night, Anna invited Jason and I to a weekend bike rally with live music and alcohol. Great, thought I, remembering the two-man tent we had sitting around at home. Why not?
I was really up for it. Motorbikes, music and booze; come on, that's my idea of heaven. With added Jason, so it's actually better than heaven. I made a note to myself to check the tent in the morning to make sure all the bits were there and went to bed.
We don't even have the buggering tent any more.
When we lived in the old house, one of the local dweebs ruined it. Son of Eight; that kid couldn't let anyone have something he didn't have. Apparently he got in one day, jumped around inside and tore right through one of the walls.
So now I have to fork out for a reasonably-priced tent. If I'm honest, I'm a little bit irked as I hadn't expected that I'd need to spend anything on a tent. I thought I'd only be paying the £15 admission and then booze money. But because one little twerp got selfish a couple of years ago, I'm going to have to dig into my bank account. Again.
I think Wilkinson's might sell affordable tents - especially the big shop they have in St Helens that's right by the office. If not, there's that huge cash-and-carry on Baxter's Lane, Just the Job. That place is fantastic! I just need to find out when it closes to see if I can get there on time.
Happily, I'm going to TNG today to have two more bus tickets refunded. So I won't be as out-of-pocket as expected. What I get refunded should cover admission money and a tenner for booze, which is more than what I typically spend at the pub anyway.
It'll all be worth it, though, without a doubt. It'll be mine and Jason's first whole weekend together!
( A second knock, the Second Coming of the Sasquatch and a weird revelation about my house... )
- Music:The Barbarian - Emerson, Lake & Palmer
So, near the traffic lights entrance to Clarence Street, I saw three kids (two girls and a boy) walking towards me, across the road. Faffing in the snow, and being a general nuisance.
They all know Ashley, don't they? They've given him trouble in the past, and they recognise me as his sister.
"Heads up!" the boy shouts, and lobs a snowball at me. It misses. Across the road with all the cars I can't do much except look at them like they're a bunch of idiots and dodge. He throws another one.
( And so the story continues... )
- Music:Lucky Man - Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Sian naturally got very, very annoyed at me, but I balanced it up. I hadn't seen Laura, my best friend of ten years, in two or three months. Choosing between her and pub snap with a bunch of friends I'd seen only five days ago wasn't difficult... at the risk of sounding horrible. Consequently I felt like a pillock all day.
( Despite all that, today was a good day. You'll only get to share in the awesomeness by partaking in this LJ cut. )
- Music:Decadence - Kevin Ayers
