Its been three days. My brother came over on Friday morning and has been here since. Its been three days, and I’m bout ready to put him the fuck out. I feel really guilty cuz I know he’s been bouncing from place to place recently but I miss my space. He’s been on my phone, and its been ringing off the hook, he has my stereo, tv and my dvd player all going at the same time. Maybe I’m justing tripping, but he has gone thought half a bottle of my lube and I dont wanna know why or how, and he smokes… it will take me weeks to get the smell out of all my clothes and furniture. But I digress, cuz I gotta go to work as he sits here eating up all my food.

Updated: Monday 8/30/04 - 11:35pm

I’mma kill him, I swear to go I will fucking kill him. Not only has he drunk up the last of my Kool-aid, my beer, the case of beer thats been sitting in my fridge for 2 weeks, all my Bacardi, my Absolut, this nigga done fucked somebody in my bed. And didn’t even hide or clean up after himself. I’m so fucking fuming I can’t even talk…

I just can’t fucking believe this!