November 9, 2004

No More Drama

"The continuing story of a quack who's gone to the dogs." (spot the reference!)

I'm getting a visit from the Bad Uncle later this week. An excerpt from that entry:

"Last summer, after Grandma's funeral, my uncle assured me that I could come to him with any problem, for any advice or for any help I needed. He told me to never be afraid to talk to him, and remember that we're all family. Of course, now that I know about this, I believe that to be total bullshit. How can I, his niece, ever count on him for anything when he cast away his dying son?? How must my cousin Laurel, his daughter, feel knowing that he can turn away from his own flesh and blood under such dire circumstance? If she even knows about all of this at all. Everyone did such a good job of hiding all of this from me, I can only assume that's the case with her as well. The man isn't even human. And as far as I'm concerned, I'm done with him."

He's flying in with his girlfriend to visit some of her family, and called me last week (huh - the night of the election, actually) to let me know he was coming into town. Calvin was all irritated that I was pleasant to him on the phone - I was kind of annoyed with myself, too. What can I say, that's how I was raised (nobody better go dissin' Grandma) - respect my elders, and be civil until someone starts some shit against me. Anyway, Uncle F said he wanted to get together while he was in town, because we "have something to discuss". When I asked him what it was, he said he wanted to wait until we could talk in person.

What the HELL this is supposed to be about is beyond me. One thing is for sure, I DO NOT need any more family drama. The only think I can think of that he might have to talk about is the letter that I sent him last year (huh - I just read that entry and realized that I never told you all that I did send it, shortly after I wrote the entry). I let him know in no uncertain terms how I felt about him, and I got not a peep from him since then - or for a long time before then, for that matter. Not one phone call or letter or anything at all.

Feh, this can mean nothing good.

So. No contact in a couple of years, and now he's not only going to be in Arizona, he wants to have a little chat. And he's a big fan of "private conversations" that don't involve "non-family members" (he pulled that a lot when I was with X(m)), which means he's probably going to try to have a talk with me, without Calvin around. Yeah, right. A totally ridiculous attitude, when he's GOT to know that I'm going to recount the conversation, as verbatim as I can manage, back to Calvin. Not to mention the fact that Calvin will. not. obey my uncle the same way my uncle assumes that I still will.

Fuck that noise.

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