out of my b-day this year.
Had to go out and rescue my stupid, crack-head, junkie cousin from himself AGAIN.
He got involved with some bitch with a maniac for a father and instead of letting it go,
he got into it with him and got arrested. When he made bail, the manager of his apartment building told him he didn't like having cops around, so get out.
He couldn't get into the homeless shelter because he'd worn out his welcome there before he
got the apartment with the GF. So he goes to the dope-house and ends up in the hospital.
So, ON MY BIRTHDAY, I get to go and bring him to my parents' house where he stays until last night,
(also ruining my Mother'*
b-day, four days after mine.) when we finally take him to the shelter here, where he SAYS he'* going to get hooked up with rehab, AGAIN.
I couldn't go anywhere during this whole debacle, because, although my parents trust him not to steal from them
, I DON"T
So I spent six days with all the car and house keys locked in my room.
And I can't even tell my Mom this, because he'* family
. F*ck me.
And, on top of everything else, when I went to go get him I got pulled over by a trooper and got a ticket for 75 in a 60 zone.
Keep in mind that I'm in the trucking industry.
Also during the course of the weekend, our old freezer gave up the ghost, ruining gods know how much food,
and a fox skin my Mom was going to have turned into a hat for my Dad. So now we have to spend who-knows-what to get another freezer,
after the expense of a buying a new car and repairing the Bonnie so it can be sold, and on top of THAT, we STILL need to replace the roof on the house!