Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Siblings: Are they really necessary?
I have more half-bloods and step-bloods than most people. My mother was a bit...well...friendly. I'm an equal oppurtunity offender. My father was overly-friendly also. There. Happy?
My half-sister moved into my house in March. She left yesterday. Check the date. Almost five months. Surprised I lasted that long. She and I have different veiws, to say the least. She had a melt down. I had an apiphany. 24 hours is long enough to make arrangements, right? Regardless, I didn't care. This problem had to be removed from office. When a man no longer feels safe from personal attacks in his own home, he has two options. Kick her to the curb or leave. Um, it's my house. Well, bye.
She lives with my soon-to-hate-my-guts half-brother (hyphens are cool). He might last a week or two and then, I will only safely be down to one step-sibling. Because she is going to drive him up a wall until he snaps and kills her, Then my mother, being the loving person that she is, will kill him in return for "pickin' on her daughter". Effective solution if you ask me.
And I have the most wondeful wife in the world because she told me to type it or else. So it's typed and now you know...