Monday, September 20, 2004
In my recent absence my stepbrother (the twenty-three year-old, Jeremy) moved out of the Hell Pit and into another one, this time with his father here in Lubbock. His father works in a department at my school and lives across the street from campus. Anyhow, The Father never mentioned Jeremy left "their" (it's Terri's, really, but the two of them like to pretend they share it) house in Katy a few weeks ago , which does not surprise me much, as The Father probably knew on some level that I wouldn't want to contact Jeremy, anyway. I check Jeremy's LiveJournal for kicks, though, and now his latest scandal is that he apparently left his father's house, perhaps without notice. He either slinked back to live with The Father and his mommy again or he's holed up with some hoodlum friend. I honestly hope he goes back to massive drug use, because maybe that will cause The Father to reexamine his attitudes toward me, the child who has never even inhaled! Jeremy is a sneaky, lying little weasle boy. I'm selfish and inconsiderate, but at least I don't attempt to hide it.
Everyone should be grateful that I am a wonderful, magnificent person who is never ever wrong!
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:12 PM]