What the hell?

Drinking Away Reality

It's 5 a.m. I'm awake four hours after going to bed. Don't worry, I actually slept three hours. About an hour ago my brother returned home with Her. She apparently drank away her woes after her shift, and is now presently having a full blown conversation with herself. At this point I've realized it's not for my benefit. She relishes speaking to herself. She's mad at my brother for calling her a drunk, but I don't really care. And I have no idea how my brother is going to function at work on zero sleep.

Guess that means She won't be making time for her lawyer tomorrow today....even though there's a warrant out for her arrest.(!?) Paperwork error, but still. Kind of frightening if she gets pulled over for a speeding ticket. Wam, bam, jail. The bail bondsman will be pleased. Even if she is arrested without due reason, he'll get to keep his share.

Two weeks ago Andy Garcia and Meg Ryan were on TV in
When a Man Loves a Woman. I remember thinking how ironic it was when She asked for a summary of the movie. It's probably the one movie she should watch but never will. It's shocking to see someone in full blown denial about their behavior. It's even scarier to see a person's life slide quickly away. But what really unsettles me is the impact She has on her husband. My brother. Contrary to what She said earlier, he is not a bad person.

And Charlie, if you're reading, do you really care what a bunch bar buddies from Fannie's have to say about you?

No, didn't think so. Chin up brother. Do what you have to do.

posted by irene @ 10/15/2002 08:19:00 AM