Darren Rant

Lots of swearing ahead...

So, last night while I was getting ready for bed, I saw a glow-y light coming from Mom’s room. The door’s wide open, so I peek in. Mom’s asleep in bed, but Darren’s on the computer, playing games.

I asked Mom if she knew that Darren had been in her room while she was sleeping, and she replied (in a totally calm voice) that, yeah, she knew. But she kicked him out after a while, so it was okay.

...

WHAT THE FUCK???

Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t like people in my room while I’m sleeping. Actually, I don’t like people in my room at all, but I digress. But seriously? It’s a HUGE invasion of privacy (and extremely rude) to go and use something in someone’s room while they’re sleeping. Hell, I feel kind of bad when I go and turn the volume down for the TV (Darren watches movies until he falls asleep, with the volume ridiculously high – I have to turn it down because the volume is louder than the music right next to me). But that’s probably because if Darren wakes up, he’s going to scream at me.

Also, Darren thinks that if nobody’s using something (like a pile of change or a roll of money), he can just go and take it.

AGAIN, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM???

What’s worst is that my parents all think it’s just a stage he’s going through. No, it’s fucking not! It’s because of his fucking friends! Matt’s an asshole to his mom, so Darren’s an asshole to our mom. I know that SOMEBODY steals, because Darren’s started doing that too. And he totally thinks that it’s okay, but when the fuck have we ever given him the idea that stealing is okay?

But Dad thinks that Darren needs friends, even if Dad doesn’t like them and they’re complete assholes.

>.<

So now I have a good idea of where my $60 disappeared to, but I can’t prove it because I COULD have just hidden it so well that I can’t find it. Which seems unlikely, because I’ve looked everywhere in my room. But maybe it’ll turn up when I move out or something.

I’m getting paranoid about money because of what I’ve seen Darren do – I want all of my coins in the bank now, but there’s this sign on the desk about not giving them too many coins at one time...

God, I haven’t even touched the fucking computer issue yet, I don’t think.

So, our family computer is shit. Mostly because of the move, but mostly because Darren plays all of these shoot ‘em up/kill everyone games that use up a lot of something. So now the computer is slow as fuck and he’s decided to ditch that piece of shit and use the computer in Mom and Dad’s room. Which doesn’t have the most memory ever because I have the Sims 2 and an expansion pack on there.

Last time I used it after him, it took a little over three minutes for the fucking “Do you want to change users or log off?” thing to come up. Usually it takes all of two seconds for that to come up.

But nobody’s listening to me! It’s like my parents think I hate him for no fucking reason other than he’s my brother and I can’t make him do anything (75% of it is asshole/me-me-me mentality, and 25% of is his size). But no! I think that I have fucking good reasons to hate him and want him as far away from me as fucking possible. Most of them have to do with my anger management problems. Right now there’s this huge scrape thing on my wall where I threw the tape dispenser.

So my parents get totally pissed at me for making little dents in the wall that I could totally fix myself if Dad showed me how to do it one more time, but they think it’s totally okay for Darren to wreck our computers with his retarded games.

Yeah, that’s totally fucking fair.

Sex Ed Fail

How Fat Cleo Is

She's currently stuck under my parents' bed, making little funny noises because she's so fat she can't properly meow because there's a bed on top of her.

Or maybe she isn't stuck, but either way, she's not coming out.

Bleh...

So I got chapter one done and put it on FP... but it looks horrible and when I reread it, the story doesn't flow and I hate it. But on my word processor, it's not so bad. So either I'm deluding myself to think it's good, or the change in format is messing me up.

DX

That's Not Stupid At All

This woman in New Zealand stopped having sex with her husband when they found out that he had HIV because she didn't want to get it.

So he decided to inject her with his blood because (and I quote), "I wanted you to be the same as me."

Now he's going to jail for fourteen years.

Link to article.