Monday, April 17, 2006
me again
chuckie's playing with a twist tie.
i can't stop thinking about my sister. she's in such a horrible position. this place is big enough for both her and my nephew if it weren't for the dogs. even we did allow dogs here. they'd have no space to turn around. two dogs and five cats. and three people. i'm feeling so guilty that there's nothing i can do for her.
i can't believe the things he says to her. he's really good at saying things that hurt. that damned bastard. fucktard. i can't find a word that adequately describes him. i've never known what she sees in him. he can be nice when he wants to be. but that's not very often. she could do so much better. she's got a good sense of humor, she's pretty, she's very caring and strong.
i wish i could beat the shit out of him. for that, i'd go to jail gladly. bet they don't have lawn balls in jail.
sean is supposed to call at some point today. even though she's not working. hope she doesn't forget. i could use her calming influence today.
i'm so fucking pissed. some day he's going to get his but good. i don't wish bad things on very many people. in fact, he's one of only two, and the other i'm kind of on the fence about. i really want to hit him. i'll bet if my plumber nephew knew the whole story, he'd deck him. he's a big, strong guy.
i'm just so pissed.
Posted by Lisa ::
11:30 AM ::
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