BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

Bleh ...

I really feel like shit ... the emotional strain is grinding me down. I really don't want to go over there and deal with them.

I have some time to kill because that stupid BITCH can't keep to a schedule. We were supposed be getting started at 9am, but my Brother called at a few minutes before 9 to tell me that they were going down the street to the pancake house for breakfast first (which could mean 45 minutes in line). Fuck. I hate them so much. They are totally disrespecting my Mother's memory ... she was nothing but a "goodies spigot" to them when she was alive (and they never did anything to help her out ... it was all "take, take, take"), and they are simply "imposed on" at this point. I wish my Brother had never met that piece of trash!

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