Moosen? Goosen? In the woodsen?

Oh, today was so much better than yesterday, or more specifically, last night.

And as for the mood? Yeah, well...a month without will do that from time to time.

Anyway, thanks again for everyone's support from yesterday. And sorry that I worried all of you. I usually don't leave cryptic posts, but I just wanted to go to bed at that point.

Much happened today.

I woke up via April, of all things. I went to bed at nearly 4, crying myself to sleep, and didn't want to get up for a while. Around 11 or so, my cell phone (lying next to my ear) plays the text message sound, and it was from April, worried. Tried to go back to sleep after that, but by then, the noises of everyone else prevented me from doing so. Sarah had even called me, worried. So we talked for a little bit. Meanwhile, Rob wanted to make a scene. As you all know by now, Bob wanted money. Rob wasn't going to fork over $400, only $200, and he waited for Bob to come out of his room so he could make a public spectacle. While I was down here playing RE4, Rob gave the money to Bob...and oh, was he pissed. He even threatened death to Rob. Bob has a court date tomorrow with dealings with his ex, and Bob had said that if he were to get arrested and serve jail time, he'd slit Rob's throat. If you know Bob, these are just words with no action, an empty threat. Still...Rob had put his foot down, and so now Rob is going to "get his."

So, shortly after that, I was playing RE4, Rob was gone to the bar, Bob and Mom came down, and we finally had the "money talk" of which I had been wanting to avoid but also wanted to happen as well. However, he could've presented it a bit better. To start, he told me that I would now only be allowed 1 hour of electricity use, because he couldn't afford it. He called both Rob and I selfish, myself not forthcoming, responsible, telling me I do nothing for the house. So, while I was getting pissed, I replied that I do put into the house. I do chores sometimes when no one asks, like trash, dishes, laundry. He said, "I've never noticed it." I replied, "you never notice because you're never here. You're at work, so you can't notice it."

Point, Brian.

I also replied that I have absolutely no problem with helping the house, and I also mentioned that I drew up my budget. The reason why he hadn't seen any money from me yet is because I'm not financially stable yet, not in a position to do so. I need time. I only received 1 paycheck, and it was small, and it went to paying. I told him that I'll be giving him $100 a month, $25 a week. I said that with my current budget, I'll only have $150 to myself by the end of the month. $100 is pretty much all I'll be able to afford there, and you can't expect much more out of me financially than that.

Point, Brian.

One thing I had been negligent on was the fact that I hadn't told Bob sooner about all this, knowing that money was a problem. I don't like telling people important stuff when they're always walking around like they have a big, rubber dick up their ass. I admitted that, and apologized for it. Mom also stood up for me, telling me that I should save my money to pay out the $14,000 grave I dug myself into, and also for my apartment. On that note, Bob retracted all of his prior statements, including all the ones bashing me at the outset.

Game, set, match, Brian.

So, for now, my money issues with him have been settled. Meanwhile...it's a war now between him and his son. Not my problem, not my fight. My piece has finished for now.

Meanwhile, much RE4 today. Oh, that game just gets better and better! And also much talking to April, which both of us became incredibly mushy. Not bad for 300 miles apart.

Happy, happy me. I work 12-9, Monday-Thursday this week. Pay week!

Nighty night, all.