October 23rd, 2008


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Feel free to skip this if posts of adult life is too boring for you.

Today started out with doing a little spy work. I'm pretty sure it's against the law, but I had to do it. I called my brother's employer pretending to be Chase bank calling to confirm his employment with the company. They didn't have him listed as even being a candidate for employment. Not really a shock, but it was a big eye opener for my mom.

I guess I should somewhat start at the beginning. My brother is a pathological liar, I've known this for possibly 12 years now. I've never believed a word he's said. But he's so good at his lying, that he swindled my parents into supporting him for a long time. Or perhaps my parents were so dimwitted that they couldn't tell, I'm still not quite sure. With my dad gone, his cushy life is rather quickly coming to an end. He has to move back into our house, which opens a lot of concerns for my mom and I. Namely, security. He's a kleptomaniac, and one of the main reasons my father paid for him to be put up in an apartment. I can't tell you how much he stole, but it was a seriously big deal. And he did it all under my parents noses, to the point that we didn't find out how much he took until months after he was gone.

My mom and I have been thinking up all the things we need to do to keep our belongings out of pawn shops. Including getting multiple safes, locks on all my upstairs doors, and even moving things into a storage container, not to mention keeping his mail in a P.O. box and locking up all paper documents in a lock box at a bank. Now that my father is gone, he's not going to be able to get away with as much. The main reason is because they share the same name, so my brother managed to get into bank accounts while claiming to be my father as well as ruin my dad's credit score multiple times.

It's the simple things we ask for that he lies about constantly. We want him to get a phone, he doesn't want to be 'so connected' with us. We ask for a pay stub to prove why he needs more gas money, he brings a print out excel sheet a month later. The simplest things turn into the biggest deals. I don't know how long I'm going to last in this situation. Having mom and John in the same house again is going to be added stress that we both, but most importantly my mom, do NOT need at this point.

Real life sucks ASS. But there is a glimmer of hope. I know what I'm going to be on Halloween. I suppose that makes me feel better. Now, as for where I'm going to be, I'm still not certain. There are so many cool things going on that night, it's hard to pick just one. I'm thinking the party at Kim and Dan's will be visited, seeing as how it's also near Boys Town where that parade is going to be. But I'm not certain. Nothing is for me at this point.