yep i’m griping about family again what’s new :P

1. Andre (asshole cousin’s kid we’re raising) messed with the brand new bucket of chlorine tablets we just bought days ago for $80, leaving the top off (which we’ve gotten on him about MANY times – there’s no reason for him to mess with it anyway he just wants to) and there was a storm here last night.

I now have an $80 bucket of chlorine water. BTW, if you didn’t know, you can’t just dump that into the pool. I *have* to go buy a new $80 bucket and find some way of dumping what I currently have without damaging the trees, grass, etc. It’s heavy, so getting it into the house without bleaching my carpets will be fun.

2. Meagan (uncle’s wife’s daughter) went to the cell phone store because she wanted (didn’t need) an Android instead of the 6-month-old iPhone she insisted six months ago she NEEDED. Even though her Android at the time was fine.

I told her two weeks ago not to do anything until I we made sure it wasn’t going to mess things up because there’s 14 devices total on that account. I was thinking about getting a cell phone that’s just for the shop. One that the guys could use to accept credit cards when I wasn’t there. But I’ve since learned that we don’t need a separate phone and I can just put an app on their phones.

Before I could tell her that, she went yesterday and now has a Samsung Note 9. When I questioned her on the price, she said, “The guy said it was only $2 more a month.” I told her yeah the phone itself is maybe $2 more a month but the SERVICE for the phone is $22 ON TOP of what we’re already paying. She shrugged it off like it was nothing >:(

So not only is her phone now $73 a month, but I *still* don’t get the money because she gives it to my uncle, who then uses it himself. Oh, and he told her not t worry about it and keep paying $50 a month, for some reason. I think he’s feeling soft because she’s going through a divorce. A divorce, BTW, which was her doing because she wanted to dictate every moment of her husband’s life and when he didn’t do everything EXACTLY like she said, she slammed him with divorce papers.

3. Anyway she took my upgrade on my phone without asking. Charlie (my uncle) recently took my mom’s phone upgrade when he threw his phone in anger (insurance doesn’t cover that) and Dominic took my aunt’s phone upgrade when he claimed he lost his phone, then “found” it six days later after we set him up with the new cell phone he had been wanting for weeks.

Me, my mom, and my aunt all have phones that are over 3 years old and all of them need replacing because of issues, but if I try to upgrade them now, I’ll need to pay full price because Meagan, Charlie, and Dominic took our upgrades. Oh, and don’t forget they used their own upgrades just months ago for new phones.

Last night Marissa texted me to rave about Meagan’s new phone and how “it’s so nice I could really use one of those!” I managed to keep my cool. She’s had her current phone for 8 months and it just got back from the repair shop after she kept going hiking with it in her bra and got it so hot (120-degree weather + sweat) that the battery expanded.

4. Andre doesn’t have a tablet, cell phone, computer/laptop, or hand-held gaming system because he just keeps destroying them and I couldn’t afford to keep up with it. But now the school REQUIRES him to have some type of device to access homework, scheduling, and other school stuff.

WHY the fuck would you require that?! You just up and decided I needed to buy this kid a device he’s going to destroy within just a few weeks?! Are you going to pay for a new one every time he destroys one? Are you going to deal with all the shit he buys with it when he figures out my uncle’s Amazon password again?! Are you going to patiently teach him how to use the system and deal with the fact he hides homework and needs to be monitored closely even just to maintain a C average because he just doesn’t give a fuck about consequences or school or anything?!

I constantly feel like I’m holding the kid back by not letting him have those devices. He’s of a generation where familiarity with electronics is a must, and yet I just can’t. He doesn’t care enough about anything to NOT destroy them. So what am I supposed to do with a school that insists he use one on a daily basis? And not just for extracurricular activities, but for work that highly impacts his grade?!

Does someone wanna buy a kid or two? Or adopt me? or kill a few members of my family for me

“at least i didn’t die in my sleep”

So y’all know Dominic (my cousin) lost his girlfriend less than a week ago, right? She overdosed in her sleep.

My dad, who is always the sad sack and making comments about how he’s about to die and “well I made it to another day” managed to say that line up there ^ to Dominic while he was on the phone with him today.

Best part is Dominic has a twisted sense of humor, and he was thrilled to tease the shit outta my dad over it.

He said my dad realized what he was saying AS he was saying it, but he’d already said it so he rolled into an apology really quick, so the sentence went, “At least I didn’t die in my sleepOHGOD DOMINIC I’M SO SORRY!!”

That’ll teach my dad to do his stupid “woe is me” shit on somebody who just lost the love of their life.

what i’ve been up to the last few days

mayalaen:

Three nights ago, my cousin’s (Dominic – the one I said tends to go running when he gets drunk and fell into some cactus a while back) girlfriend died of an overdose. He’s known her since he was 6 years old and he’s now 21.

He’d been trying to get her to stop hanging out at her friend’s house, who was into heavier drugs, because he was scared for her. But he got a call two mornings ago, after spending the night worried because she hadn’t come home. She died in her sleep at the friend’s house after taking several different kinds of drugs.

My cousin is a really sensitive guy who was totally in love with this girl and was ready to settle down with her, buy a house, and do the whole happily ever after thing when she was still in the having-fun stage of her life and not ready for settling down.

So I went over to spend the day with him Sunday at my uncle’s house. He didn’t want to talk, so his sister (Meagan) and I just sat with him on his bed in his room and watched stupid movies all day and into the night.

I don’t like to drink, but the two of them do, so they slowly polished off a bottle of Jack and several of those big Michelob Ultras. By the time the sun went down, he was ready to talk a bit, but he also wanted human contact, so we dogpiled on him and continued watching movies while he reminisced about his girlfriend, who was also a good friend of Meagan’s.

We got hungry, so Marissa (their mom and my uncle’s wife) ran over to the grocery store and bought a bunch of junk food for us. I figured what the hell and pigged out with the two of them. They’re the type of people who can eat nothing but junk food every day and never have any stomach/body issues and never gain weight.

We ended up falling asleep in a pile on his bed. The next morning I woke up to joint pain that was so bad I could barely move. I had no idea what was wrong, but the fact that my stomach was also really not doing well had me picking through the discarded junk food packages on the floor. Yup, the bag of chips I single-handedly finished was made with corn starch.

I’ve never had such a bad reaction to corn. Usually I’ll get a bad stomach ache and just throw it up, but I’ve been very careful over the last year and a half to stay completely away from corn products. I used to just kinda stay away from them, so I think my reaction was a lot more severe after having had no exposure to it for so long.

I couldn’t straighten my arms or legs all the way or bend them all the way. My left hand and right elbow in particular hurt so much that I couldn’t do much of anything, so Meagan drove me home (only two blocks away). I took some ibuprofen and went to bed.

Today only my right elbow is a little sore, and even though it hurts, I can bend and straighten it. I’ve decided to seriously stay away from corn products. That wasn’t worth it.

Dominic was doing a little better today, but I’m sure it’ll take a while. A year and a half ago his best friend committed suicide and just six months ago his brother’s adoptive father (who was a super nice guy and had become close with all three kids) committed suicide too. It’s been a rough couple years for Dominic.

He designed his own memorial tattoo for the friend (it covers his right upper arm), and he’s already talking about what he’s going to do as a memorial for his girlfriend. The funeral is going to be in two days, and my whole family is going.

My joints weren’t even done aching from the food allergy thing when I went and pulled a muscle in my neck. I wasn’t even doing anything fun when I did it – just putting something away high up on a shelf.

My neck was so tight yesterday that I couldn’t turn my head right and my right arm just didn’t want to work well. I thought maybe I pinched something, especially when my right ear started ringing and then my hearing decreased a bit, but that had more to do with my allergies and it stopped after I took some Mucinex.

My neck/shoulder/arm feels better today, but it’s still kinda tight and painful.

I was just helping a customer, and as I turned I tweaked my knee.

Apparently I’m aiming to totally incapacitate myself by the end of the week 😛

what i’ve been up to the last few days

Three nights ago, my cousin’s (Dominic – the one I said tends to go running when he gets drunk and fell into some cactus a while back) girlfriend died of an overdose. He’s known her since he was 6 years old and he’s now 21.

He’d been trying to get her to stop hanging out at her friend’s house, who was into heavier drugs, because he was scared for her. But he got a call two mornings ago, after spending the night worried because she hadn’t come home. She died in her sleep at the friend’s house after taking several different kinds of drugs.

My cousin is a really sensitive guy who was totally in love with this girl and was ready to settle down with her, buy a house, and do the whole happily ever after thing when she was still in the having-fun stage of her life and not ready for settling down.

So I went over to spend the day with him Sunday at my uncle’s house. He didn’t want to talk, so his sister (Meagan) and I just sat with him on his bed in his room and watched stupid movies all day and into the night.

I don’t like to drink, but the two of them do, so they slowly polished off a bottle of Jack and several of those big Michelob Ultras. By the time the sun went down, he was ready to talk a bit, but he also wanted human contact, so we dogpiled on him and continued watching movies while he reminisced about his girlfriend, who was also a good friend of Meagan’s.

We got hungry, so Marissa (their mom and my uncle’s wife) ran over to the grocery store and bought a bunch of junk food for us. I figured what the hell and pigged out with the two of them. They’re the type of people who can eat nothing but junk food every day and never have any stomach/body issues and never gain weight.

We ended up falling asleep in a pile on his bed. The next morning I woke up to joint pain that was so bad I could barely move. I had no idea what was wrong, but the fact that my stomach was also really not doing well had me picking through the discarded junk food packages on the floor. Yup, the bag of chips I single-handedly finished was made with corn starch.

I’ve never had such a bad reaction to corn. Usually I’ll get a bad stomach ache and just throw it up, but I’ve been very careful over the last year and a half to stay completely away from corn products. I used to just kinda stay away from them, so I think my reaction was a lot more severe after having had no exposure to it for so long.

I couldn’t straighten my arms or legs all the way or bend them all the way. My left hand and right elbow in particular hurt so much that I couldn’t do much of anything, so Meagan drove me home (only two blocks away). I took some ibuprofen and went to bed.

Today only my right elbow is a little sore, and even though it hurts, I can bend and straighten it. I’ve decided to seriously stay away from corn products. That wasn’t worth it.

Dominic was doing a little better today, but I’m sure it’ll take a while. A year and a half ago his best friend committed suicide and just six months ago his brother’s adoptive father (who was a super nice guy and had become close with all three kids) committed suicide too. It’s been a rough couple years for Dominic.

He designed his own memorial tattoo for the friend (it covers his right upper arm), and he’s already talking about what he’s going to do as a memorial for his girlfriend. The funeral is going to be in two days, and my whole family is going.

and that’s why i don’t go out into the desert anymore

mayalaen:

Dominic, my cousin, is one of the few people who can make me laugh no matter what mood I’m in. He’s a dork, says the stupidest things, and never stops talking. A lot of people can’t handle him, but he cracks me up and I enjoy having him around.

He just left, but was in my office the last 20 minutes telling me about why he doesn’t go out to the desert anymore.

His friends told him to stop because apparently when he gets a little too drunk, he likes to run, and the last time they were in the desert drinking he fell down a hill, scraping both his forearms, and it didn’t stop him so he got back up and started running again.

Straight into a cactus.

His friends pulled him off the cactus and got the stickers out, and he started running again.

They said he just laughs hysterically as he’s running, arms flailing. And after the cactus, he fell down another small hill and scraped his neck on a tree branch.

“And that’s why I don’t go out into the desert anymore.”

Dominic is helping out with the construction today and so far he has:

  • looked at me with the most confused look on his face when i complimented his Born of Osiris shirt because he had NO CLUE it was a band he just liked the design (I’m into metal but him not so much)
  • picked up a stack of 2x4s that he was straddling and smacked himself in the balls hard enough to require crouching in the corner for a few minutes
  • swung a sledgehammer as hard as he could and missed the wall sending himself flying into the room
  • given me Puppy Dog Eyes of Doom when his phone went dead just as he was about to take “a really cool selfie of me bustin’ down the wall like Kool-Aid Man!”
  • cheered and done a little dance when i offered to take a pic of him doing the Kool-Aid Man thing
  • came into the office to ask that i take another selfie of him all covered in drywall dust

As I was writing this I heard him yelp/scream (he has a really high pitched scream like a 12-year-old girl), and I hurried into the hallway to find him pouting down at his jeans, which had a very small hole from a nail. They’re his grungy jeans that he uses to do construction but he still got upset that there’s a hole in them 😀