Today Is The Day I Will Smoke It All Away
2004-12-13 @ 10:17 p.m.
So, yesterday, despite the evening was actually rather fun. And yes, my brother really did point a loaded gun at my sister's boyfriend. I kid you not. I think we all just about pee'd our pants when we heard it cock, and my brother saying 'What, do you want it now, huh?'
Early in the morning(for us) Angela called and invited me to a breakfast thing her mom's union was having downtown. Or at least, that's what I think it was. We drove down there with Bob and her sister, and we stayed for a little while before Bob told us to just get breakfast elsewhere cause the place was a madhouse.
It was fun driving around in the city with a young person at the wheel while we struggled to find a place to eat, ending up settling on the Maple Tree(or is it Leaf? I forget) in Oak Park. We're dorks. We talked about relationships mostly, and while I agreed with some of the advice Angela's sister was giving her, a lot of it was kind of just, icky advice.
Here's my reasoning. Yes, most men, in general, are a lot alike. However, there are different characteristics that they posses, and I'm not saying this is a bad thing, I'm just saying that people are different and not all relationships can be treated the same. For instance, a rap fan tends to like his money, his family, and his wine. A metalhead is generally more interested in family, hard liquor, and a steady relationship. And pop fans are generally more of followers rather than leaders, and then there's a whole mess of inbetweens and such. That was a bad explanation but I can't process stuff very well right now.
So anyway, when her sister dropped us off at my house we had a long talk about relationships and everything inbetween. It was really nice because I haven't spent any quality time with Angela in a long time. We had cheese and crackers and chocolate, and we looked of free HIV testing clinics on the internet. It was really nice, I love Angela. She didn't run out of the house screaming when my brother threatened a guy's life. :-P
Later on Sam(penis Sam) came over and he hung out with us, and Angela told my mom about the length of his penis and that was kind of weird but funny still. We ended up cuddling on my bed and listening to my sister and mom fighting, and my sister's claim to being raped. I'll probably talk about that later if it turns into anything, but she lies about so much that it's really hard to believe anything she says.
Then, my brother came over.
He made my sister call Jim(her boyfriend) over, and if he didn't come over right then(at like, 8:30 at night) then he was going to beat the living fuck out of him. Now, for those of you who know my brother, you know that he wasn't joking. So, with the promise of being 'Civilized' Jim came over, cause it was either that or never see my sister again. I'm still kind of shocked that he actually showed up.
They talked for a while, and my brother didn't hit him, and I was wondering what was happening. Then my brother told my mom and sister to come downstairs so they could have a 'man to man' talk.
That's when we heard the gun cock, and what sounded like a choking Jim. I seriously thought that my brother was going to kill him, I mean, it's not like he hasn't gotten close to killing someone before last night. Angela, Sam, and my mouth's dropped open, and my sister almost cried. My mom, surprisingly, thought it was funny. Or, I guess it wasn't that surprising. So, he told Jim that he would shoot him if he ever took my sister out in the middle of the night again, or if anyone else did he would still go after Jim.
Anyway, he let Jim go, and my sister and mom went back upstairs. Now, personally, I would have been crying most likely, and begging for my life. My brother doesn't fuck around with guns. However, this Jim guy apparently wasn't all that effected, which is really sad on his part. I pray he doesn't do something as stupid as he has been ever again. I don't want my brother in prison for life.
All of this abuse towards boyfriend has made me really think about my relationship with Dave. I've actually admitted to myself that I'm, as corny as it sounds, 'in love' with him, I mean, it has been a year. If my brother were ever to do anything like that to him, I don't know what I would do. I barely handled the 'bitch smack' well. I didn't handle it at all.
Which leads me to consider breaking his heart and mine just for his safety. This is after we had a lovely day together on Saturday, and he consulted me on his future as if I was actually included on it, it was a major step. We've gotten so close and I really have no idea what I would do without him.
But, saying that, what would I do if he was dead?
-SaM
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