Achilles Run, "Stay thirsty my friend."

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Deja Vu!

So, we go through all the same old again.

Our tenant/brotherfromanothermother goes to rehab, gets out, weeks later I come home to an NA book on the dining room table-a weed pipe atop it, a bottle of Bailey's on the counter.


I ask the individual, "didn't your parents wonder where you were?" His response "oh, they knew." So, you got a person living out of the place he was kicked out of, the parents make NO contact with me. GREAT parenting eh?

So, you got Stoney claiming I never did shit for him. Remember the $5? Translation: when Bitch suddenly decided the $ the government was giving It-disability???? Social Security??? Remember THAT? Well, It decided It was going to blow it all on Snapple and thrift store shit. So, if I didn't give Stoney $5, he went without lunch???

But I never did shit.

Only paid every bill and made damn sure he had a place to live.

What did I get in return? A constant stream of stranger in my house, holes punched in walls and my belongings fucked with.

But it's ok to use my house as a drug den?

It's ok to allow complete strangers to use needles, and destroy the house.

Bitch left a terrific legacy didnt't It????????

Oh by the way, who's still here??????????????????????

Stoney has his girl sleep over, ne night, now two.

One night-guest. Two nights=tenant.

In short, we haven't learned shit.

Just             like            mommy

(oh, and yes, BOTH cars STILL in the driveway. Haven't moved an inch in, now, OVER  year).

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Bring home butter

THAT was the text Stoney sent yesterday. Not "please bring home butter." He accused me of using what remained so he demanded.....FUCK YOU KID. I called, told him the very least he could do was say "please." THAT was the watershed moment. He went OFF. Same old shit, you killed, you___________ you____________, you've heard it all before. He hung up repeatedly, typical brat bullshit. I finally told him if he fucked with anything, he was on the street, that his behavior has become wildly inappropriate-and that if he'd only ask in a humane way, he could have anything. He responded "fuck you, I'll have Jeff buy it if you don't." My response: "move in with him." He continued, "I'm gonna kill myself" (ok, point being?????????) and the rest of his usual crap, avoiding the issues. I asked why he needed a lift to social security-he said he didn't have $$$ for a metrocard. Remember the x-box? PS4? x-box #2? When I came home and found him and his friends drinking a bottle of Jack? Bet he wished he had that $ now.  Plenty for weed, nothing now, sucks for you kiddo.

Get home, he punched holes in my bookcase. Destroyed HIS bookcase, broke the banister. I pulled his internet, told him he has a week to fix the banister, or he loses internet. He was told the next negative word he utters will result in his homelessness.

I took the butter I brought home, threw it out. He went to the garbage to retrieve it (nice job there kid, hope you're proud). Went, again, threw it out, opened.

I pay all the bills, provide a roof. He destroys the bathroom, living room, his room, garage door, bookcase, and 2 cars. Nice.

Enjoy what you got kid, nothing. A lice infested bed and no drugs.

Just          like         mommy

***Keep hangin' with Lisa n' Jeff, when they're gone what will you have? More people sick of your asking THEM to do your shopping.

1)Internet goes
2)He goes.

Enough. Everyone I encounter tells me the same "kick the asshole out."

"Mommy_____________Mommy__________It's dead. STILL dead, will continue to BE dead.

Even the dog didn't want any part of him.

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Got enabler?

So, guys @ the job ask wassup w/Stoney? Of course, he interviewed, has no SS card, so, did nothing for 6 days. "I'm waiting for my ride on tuesday." This is the same ride that enables the shit outta him (so, move in with the alcoholic and the addict???????????????). These people are great at not doing shit, but enabling the fuck outta everyone. One does nothing but drink and bitch (and work, occasionally), the other does nothing but drink, bitch, and drugs-oh wait, and nails. These are Stoney's new best friends. Nice eh?

So, he finally went to the office to get a card, did he do anything else? Who the fuck cares. I'm done. Tired of his invading my space and stealing from me. Tired of his turning MY house into a shithole. Tired of his drugs and his slovenliness (google is asshole).

THESE are the people he calls his "friends?" Good, enjoy them, as you sit and sit and sit and smoke in your room. While life passes you by.

Just         like           mommy.

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Got heroin???????????????

Get in, get to the front door, locked. Not a good sign. Hear voices etc.....

Stoney's friends are over. Drug house lives!!!!!!

One in the shower (??????????????) 2 needles on my placemat, Clothes all over the dining room table. GREAT knowing I was out working and this shit was happening.

I FREAKED. Told whomever is in the bathroom to get the fuck out, NOW. Told them to fess up, the asshole in the bathroom admitted the needles were his. In the towel, ordered him out of the house. He asked about his clothes, I told him he should have thought of that before soiling my house with drugs, and he had until I could dial 911 to get the FUCK out.

Stoney's brotherformanothermother apologized, I told him I understood, but if his friend EVER set foot in this place, he'd be arrested. Told him his stuff would be here for one month, then out.

Stoney? Stoned. TOTAL asshole,

Can you believe he'd do this? Expose MY HOME to this?

Wait, it gets better!!!!

The shower door, broken.



Tuesday, June 28, 2016

So, here we are

Stoney was supposed to start @ Stop n' Shop, no ss card, no job. No shit asshole.

Neighbor across the street asked if I wanted to sell the Hyundai, you know-the car that's been sitting there for a year. Told him to ask the master of the house-who lacks a ss card. And a job.

Brotherfromanothermother? Guess what? He was arrested for possession in May! Guess what he had on him? Hint: got a needle?????????????????

And remember, Stoney was mad I kicked him out????????????

So, After being out of the house for two hours-a miracle in itself, Stoney comes back in. Of course, gets baked.

But I'm Satan, remember.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

Too Much Junkie Business

Come home, junkie's back!

Stoney's brotherfromanothermther, aka "junkie" (needle abusing heroin addict), was away for a couple of days, then POOF! He's back!

Fuck this.

I told him, "look, I love you like the son I never had, but you're out. Between the drugs, the weird hours, making my house a haven for unwelcome guests...by fri you need to be out."

Now, remember I told Stoney to speak with him re: the needles???

Fucking guy was in DETOX!!!!!

Did Stoney ever get back to me re: the needles? Not a word!

AND, the little shit is PISSED!!! He's livid that I told the junkie to leave!

"you'll never see your grandkids....." good. Fuck them AND fuck you.


Stoney's livid that I tell a junkie he needs to leave my house-after 3 months of doing nothing but needles, after 3 months of "he's just going to leave some of his things..." (even the junkie understands, amazing. My son is off the wall and a stranger gets it. A stranger hooked on junk!!!).

My response: let him live with his parents! Let him live with any one of the endless procession of drug abusing visitors  who come and go incessantly.

Stoney's response: you don't buy me food.

Plenty of $ for cigs and weed though.


Just          like           mommy

Oh wait, the ultimate report "mommy wouldn't....."

Newsflash: mommy;s dead, killed herself. Loved you so much she ditched you and everything.

GREAT example. A quitter who was high as a kite. Hmmmmmmm, sound familiar?????

Sunday, June 19, 2016

But wait, there's more!!!!!

The card I DID get-from Pedrito? He opened!!!!!

And this asshole has the balls to ask for ANYTHING???????????????????

JUST        LIKE            MOMMY