Tuesday Apr 06, 2010

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I shall title this: My shit-storm of a week

I was supposed to visit Phoenix. So I drove down to meet up with my dad.

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At which point I had almost made it to his house in Olympia when some crazy bitch hit me head on. It was pretty heavy traffic but somehow she managed to get turned around on the freeway and ran into me going about 70 mph. Don't even ask me how she did it. I honestly don't know. And luckily I'm ok, but my car is totaled. And I'm pissed.

Luckily the dad comes to get me, saves the day and we make it to Phoenix.



As many of you know, I have been planning a move to Phoenix for moooonths now. And when I say planning, I'm not talking like, "Oh I might move there." I mean, 100% dedicated to this move. With that said, my father was kind enough to take me on a preliminary visit to look at apartments, sign a lease and he wanted to check out some real estate while we were there too. I shall save you all some time by saying I have a 'friend' there that I made online that I was pretty damn interested in too. That was a clusterfuck from the moment I met him in real life. And as I spent my days in Phoenix I realized I fucking hated it. Not because of the weather (that was actually the only part I enjoyed) but because it hit me that I was going to have to struggle to find work, to then struggle to pay my bills for the entire 'year off' from school I had planned and laid out before me. (UGH). Oh and the crazy boy was the cherry on the sundae. Therefore I decided I AM NOT MOVING THERE.

Since my car was totaled, and I needed to be able to drive somehow, my dad drove me back to my hometown to get one of my family's vehicles until we can figure this whole thing out.


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On our way there, my dad begins FUMING over how a few weeks ago during my graduation and my mom and sister had left the house and pets in the care of my sister's *somewhat* sketchy boyfriend, a window was found to be open. . so maybe someone broke in? But my mom checked *everything* upon return and said nothing was missing. I don't really think much of it, sometimes my dad can be paranoid in my opinion. But when we get home the shady bf is home, and no one else is (he has a key or something? my sister didn't even KNOW he was there? crazy) and naturally the dad goes and checks his gun case (I'm from a hill-billy town in the Pacific North West, his gun collection is respectable) AND naturally he discovers one of his rifles is missing.
-And he's convinced the shady boyfriend took it!-

My dad then calls the cops within earshot of the shady bf, who proceeds to 'get a call from his dad' to pick him up asap.


So the little fucker bounces. Long story short, we had no way of recovering the gun, or proving he did it. But with some creative storytelling to my sister who had no idea about any of this, the shady bf got scared and fessed up: he stole the gun and had his 18 year old friend pawn it so the friend wouldn't get killed by a drug-dealer he was in serious debt to.

They hustled money together, got the gun back and my dad was mulling over if he should press charges. I mean, did he scare them straight? Was more necessary?

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That's when my mom notices all her jewelry is GONE: wedding ring, anniversary ring, tons of gold and diamonds, just GONE. So a little more creative investigative work on my dad's part and he finds pawn-receipts for some of our shit including a chain-saw, another pump action shotgun, and some random shit. He called the cops and they're pressing at LEAST 2 felonies on the little bastards.


Meanwhile, my sister did the only thing she could and she broke up with him. She feels responsible when really she has nothing to do with it. I hurt so bad for her. She really cared about him.

And now I decided that I will move back home to spend some of her HS senior-year with her and get some time in before she goes off to college somewhere and we are limited to phone calls and holiday visits.

I'm not excited about going to Port Angeles (aka the shit hole of the PNW), but I'm so happy I'll be able to see her on a daily basis.

And all this happened in a week. Talk about shit happening in threes.

Hope your week was better.

<3

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aldremech:
Holy shiteeek I am sorry it has been raining douchebags on you. That is seriously fucked upfrown
I wish I would have given you my number when you were down this way. I would have driven up and hung out for a bit. Sad that people can misrepresent themselves online, but IRL it isn't too hard to see how big of a fucking asshat someone really is. I hope things clear up for you and allow you to refocus on what you need to do. Best wishes kiss
indiebuddhist:
Jeez... I'm sorry you had such a crazy week.
I hope things get better soon.

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