Casey Arena

The name of the piece of shit who overdosed.

Did some research. Turns out, the piece of shit was arrested in 2013, with 3 other assholes. Charged with? Robbing a pharmacy. Oh wait, it gets better! He was connected to the robberies of 2 others, for a total of 3!

Now, let that sink in. My son allows one felon to take up residence in my home. THEN, aids/abetts another!!!!! What's to have stopped this piece of shit from overdosing in MY house?????

Stoney 'gonna have some serious 'splainin' to do.

Buit WAIT, MORE!!! On my way out, who do I-almost literally-run into? The piece of shit who turned my son onto heroin.

I ran this am, I'm good.

Called it!!!!!

So, yesterday the dumb twat Stoney used to fuck texts me, asking to have him contact her, "it's kinda important." I responded, she asks "which rehab?" Which I ignored. Turns out, one of the assholes who was shooting in my house is dead. When she texted this information, my response: "good." Funny, haven't heard from her since.

Another dead asshole.

Now if only the douche who lived in my living room would die, we'd be even.

Not entirely bad news on Easter.

So It Goes

So, hadn't heard from Stoney in 2 weeks. He'd tried calling, but @ 3:30 pm, during which time I'm usually knee deep, so missed his call. This killed me. But, life happens.

Finally got his call, he's ok. Trying to bargain his way out, "I wanna see a Priest, make a confession......." Nice try. Reminded him: "if you complete rehab n' relapse, I can work with that. If you don't complete n' relapse, you're dead to me." Needless to say, he's still there.

Brought Pedrito up to snuff. He sent his Easter card, telling of his plans, asking for an rsvp. Also, told Ann about his current status.

Scary being right. Hard, challenging, but scary.

Last Monday was my 32'nd anniv. Didn't make a big deal out of it, as I'm not that full of myself. However, in view of the events of recent years, it IS big.

This weekend, did the 10k with my peeps, really nice. Pix attached.

So it goes.....