Bitch Saturday, Jul. 19, 2003, 11:42 PMThis was supposed to go in the last entry but that one went on for too long. If you have not read it please do. So my father calls this family meeting the other day. Apparently the SHE sometimes referred to as my sis (not a real sis, thank GOD) sent him an email concerning some event that I know nothing about so he finds an appropriate bible passage and lectures us on respecting people and respecting people’s relationships. He goes on about some event that happened between the she and her ex (now married) to which of course I am privy to no details. Further to this, her ex being something of a friend had mentioned earlier this week a summons he received from the elders of the church concerning his irregularity at church to a meeting which he did not attend. Added to the speech my father gave us I was left feeling a little bit of concern since it appeared that everyone else was concerned about something so I decided to try to talk to him when I saw him online a day or two after the speech. He assured me that nothing happened and basically answered NOTHING to every question I asked and at the time I felt slightly hurt because I thought that something had happened and he just didn’t want to tell me about it. Last night she walks in pissed as hell, which is not unusual for her in the least so I ignored her as usual. Then she goes straight to my father and apparently tells him that I talked to her ex about the speech or something so my father calls me to his room (really really loudly) and he’s like ‘didn’t I say not to talk to anyone about what was said the other night’ and I can’t for the life of me remember that so I say nothing then he asks me what I spoke to him about and I told him I asked him what happened because I was completely in the dark (as usual, and I wasn’t about to go ask her about it if I am in the same house as her and she never said anything to me). Then he said something like he’s disappointed or ‘that’s not good enough’ or whatever. And I leave not having said much, which is my usual tactic because nothing I say is of any import in any case and I go back to watch tv feeling like I do when after a fight, thinking to myself well why didn’t she come ask me why I spoke to him or why did he go tell her that I mentioned it. After maybe five seconds of that I decided to stay out of their decidedly fucked up shit like I always have (but previously mostly because I never know about anything until at least a year after the fact) and I decided to put the whole thing out of my mind. I have no idea why I thought I would be of any help or why I thought he and I had a better relationship but I’ve learned my lesson. There’s another thing that happened and I knew I would forget something.
Previous
Latest
Next
|