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Remember the threads I wrote about my sister a few months ago? Y'know, the she-beast, who fell for an obviously married (in my mind at least) army guy, and was being harassed by the alleged wife?
Background here
Well, they were officially splitski until her b-day on June 4th. Then he texts her saying he has a present for her. She, being the naive twit she is, decided to go meet up with him, next thing you know, they're back together, and she's all giggling that they're just friends (sure, and I'm going to win the lottery, buy an island and live as a hermit for the rest of my life. Gee, don't I wish!) He bought her a $300 phone. I'm sorry, I have awesome blossom friends, but none of whom can buy me a $300 phone, just because. I'm reasonably sure they were sleeping together, and flat out told her that when she starts getting harassed by psycho bitch, to not call me. I busted my ass, called friends in FL, and bent over backwards talking to not one, but FOUR different police stations/sheriffs/deputies whathaveyou, to get information she needed to stop the harassment.
Guess who started getting harassing calls again?
>.<
It finally went farther though, and mom gave me some details she-beast doesn't want me to know, because it only proves I'm right, (and skeezebag boy was/is still married, and fucking around on her).
She-beast gets a call on her cell, ID says it's skeezebag boy. She picks up, eager and happy to talk to him. Except there's no one on the line. Instead, she hears the voice of psycho bitch, and then skeezebag boy. together. And as the call progresses further, it becomes evident someone called her cell, and put the phone down so she can hear what they're doing in the background. And they ain't playin' yahtzee...
she gets to hear them
ing, and I think that finally drove the point home. At least, it should have, right?
Cue phone call today:
Me:
SB: She-beast!
SB: Hey, guess what? I'm going to Dallas!
Me: Er...ok. Why?
SB: Because I friend I met sent me bus tickets, I'm going to go visit. I need a long weekend away with everything I've been dealing with.
Me: Riiiiiiight... <I leave it at that, lest I say something not so nice indicating my sister's a whore...> Have fun with that.
SB: But that got me thinking...what if I came and visited you in Houston on the way back??
Me:
Erm...I guess a day or two might not be so bad...when would this be happening?
SB: Oh, you know, whenever you can get me the money for bus tickets.
Me:
Say what?? You want to come visit me, but I have to pay for it?
SB: Well, I can't afford it!
Me: <Aaaaand, brain to mouth filter shuts off> I don't know what planet you're living on, but I'm not one of the random men you sell yourself to on the internet for tickets or expensive goodies! If you want to actually come see me, that's one thing, but expecting me to pay your way? Fuck that! Fuck you! With a cheese grater!
SB: <Insert rant about what a horrible horrible person I am, how I don't care for my sister, blahblahblahblahblahblahblah>
Me: <Hangs up on her, midtirade, refuses to answer the phone when she calls. If she calls from the house phone and I pick up, once I realize it's her, I hung up again. >
she's now refusing to talk to me. I'm expecting that to last at least until she has another assignment due for her class that she can't figure out. She tends to call me since she's just starting college online, and I've been through the college deal. We'll see what happens, but damn...seriously?
I also found out that another cousin is pregnant and expecting twins, but one of them died in utero. (Heard the heartbeat one checkup, it was gone the next.) I'm sad that happened to her, really, but (and here's where I wonder if I'm just getting apathetic to it all), I honestly wonder if it's better that it happened this way? I mean, my cousin, to put it mildly, is something of a skank. She already has 1 child by a different man, this pregnancy is with yet another man (who she's already broken things off with, and refuses to consider a relationship with again), and she's not yet 20, I don't think. That may be colored by the fact that I think she was an utter hellion growing up and is the child of Dipshit Uncle and Aunt, the ones who, when my other uncle died started claiming all his possessions before he even passed away, and justified it with the sudden revelation that said uncle sexually abused their son when he was 3-4. (despite the fact that his very medical conditions meant that was an impossibility...) I don't wish that kind of thing on anyone, but she's already milking it for all it's worth, and trying to convince my grandma (and other family members through her, or so my mom tells me) that her pain would be eased by copious amounts of presents in the form of name brand baby items, while she already owns the necessities from her first child.
*SIGH* Round and round we go. I'm just going to curl up in bed for a while now, thanks very much.
</whining and ranting>
thanks in advance for letting me vent, and for the unfathomable support I've received from all of you during this utterly fantastic year...
Background here
Well, they were officially splitski until her b-day on June 4th. Then he texts her saying he has a present for her. She, being the naive twit she is, decided to go meet up with him, next thing you know, they're back together, and she's all giggling that they're just friends (sure, and I'm going to win the lottery, buy an island and live as a hermit for the rest of my life. Gee, don't I wish!) He bought her a $300 phone. I'm sorry, I have awesome blossom friends, but none of whom can buy me a $300 phone, just because. I'm reasonably sure they were sleeping together, and flat out told her that when she starts getting harassed by psycho bitch, to not call me. I busted my ass, called friends in FL, and bent over backwards talking to not one, but FOUR different police stations/sheriffs/deputies whathaveyou, to get information she needed to stop the harassment.
Guess who started getting harassing calls again?
>.<
It finally went farther though, and mom gave me some details she-beast doesn't want me to know, because it only proves I'm right, (and skeezebag boy was/is still married, and fucking around on her).
She-beast gets a call on her cell, ID says it's skeezebag boy. She picks up, eager and happy to talk to him. Except there's no one on the line. Instead, she hears the voice of psycho bitch, and then skeezebag boy. together. And as the call progresses further, it becomes evident someone called her cell, and put the phone down so she can hear what they're doing in the background. And they ain't playin' yahtzee...
she gets to hear them
ing, and I think that finally drove the point home. At least, it should have, right?Cue phone call today:
Me:
SB: She-beast!
SB: Hey, guess what? I'm going to Dallas!
Me: Er...ok. Why?
SB: Because I friend I met sent me bus tickets, I'm going to go visit. I need a long weekend away with everything I've been dealing with.
Me: Riiiiiiight... <I leave it at that, lest I say something not so nice indicating my sister's a whore...> Have fun with that.
SB: But that got me thinking...what if I came and visited you in Houston on the way back??
Me:
Erm...I guess a day or two might not be so bad...when would this be happening?SB: Oh, you know, whenever you can get me the money for bus tickets.
Me:
Say what?? You want to come visit me, but I have to pay for it?SB: Well, I can't afford it!
Me: <Aaaaand, brain to mouth filter shuts off> I don't know what planet you're living on, but I'm not one of the random men you sell yourself to on the internet for tickets or expensive goodies! If you want to actually come see me, that's one thing, but expecting me to pay your way? Fuck that! Fuck you! With a cheese grater!
SB: <Insert rant about what a horrible horrible person I am, how I don't care for my sister, blahblahblahblahblahblahblah>
Me: <Hangs up on her, midtirade, refuses to answer the phone when she calls. If she calls from the house phone and I pick up, once I realize it's her, I hung up again. >
she's now refusing to talk to me. I'm expecting that to last at least until she has another assignment due for her class that she can't figure out. She tends to call me since she's just starting college online, and I've been through the college deal. We'll see what happens, but damn...seriously?
I also found out that another cousin is pregnant and expecting twins, but one of them died in utero. (Heard the heartbeat one checkup, it was gone the next.) I'm sad that happened to her, really, but (and here's where I wonder if I'm just getting apathetic to it all), I honestly wonder if it's better that it happened this way? I mean, my cousin, to put it mildly, is something of a skank. She already has 1 child by a different man, this pregnancy is with yet another man (who she's already broken things off with, and refuses to consider a relationship with again), and she's not yet 20, I don't think. That may be colored by the fact that I think she was an utter hellion growing up and is the child of Dipshit Uncle and Aunt, the ones who, when my other uncle died started claiming all his possessions before he even passed away, and justified it with the sudden revelation that said uncle sexually abused their son when he was 3-4. (despite the fact that his very medical conditions meant that was an impossibility...) I don't wish that kind of thing on anyone, but she's already milking it for all it's worth, and trying to convince my grandma (and other family members through her, or so my mom tells me) that her pain would be eased by copious amounts of presents in the form of name brand baby items, while she already owns the necessities from her first child.
*SIGH* Round and round we go. I'm just going to curl up in bed for a while now, thanks very much.
</whining and ranting>
thanks in advance for letting me vent, and for the unfathomable support I've received from all of you during this utterly fantastic year...
$0.02: Mimimize contact with the both of them (your sister and cousin)--they will only drag you down to their level.
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