So I started to write a blog entry. And then I got a phone call. And I won’t go into detail, not yet, anyhow, but let’s just say that my brother, Puff, is an emotionally abusive, thieving, lying asshole, and thanks to him not only has my mother’s and other brother’s lives been turned upside down, but the rest of my Saturday evening was completely derailed due to me playing detective, and now I’ve got to emotionally pony up for a confrontation and subsequent other things that will all be taking place on Monday morning.
Sorry for the vagueness. I know it’s annoying. I’m annoyed by it when I read it on other blogs, and I’m annoyed by being guilty of it myself. But don’t worry, I’ll be spilling the beans in a long venting manner as soon as the various pieces fall into place. And on the annoyed note, I’m also annoyed that I missed the last half of a really good episode of House.