July in The Wanderer

Well I still have not had a period this month. I took two pregnancy tests though and they both claim I am not pregnant, so I am not going to stress about it. I was talking to a co-worker and she was telling me how sometimes when she goes a long time without having sex and then starts having sex again her cycle changes, so I am going to believe that theory.

I've been staying the night at Derek's a lot and the other morning we woke up to a phone call that his brother was in jail. His brother is gay and is going through a lot of emotional problems post-break up with his long term boyfriend. He got a DUI a few months back and went on a huge drinking binge and his boyfriend's family who he was living with kicked him out. His mom allowed him to live at her house under certain conditions like curfew, no drinking, no driving around since he is only allowed to drive to meetings and work. But within a couple of weeks they found him drunk multiple times, telling lies, and just repeatedly fucking up. They kept warning him that was not going to be okay. I feel really bad for the guy. He is such a sweetheart, just really lost right now. He is 29 and I relate to him on a lot of issues and we have had a few late night chats. Well apparently he was drinking and driving again and hit a curb, popped his tire, and the cops found him and arrested him. So his dad had to go pick him up in Arcardia and somehow, luckily, was able to get his car out if impound even though it was on a mandatory 30 days. So it was about 800 for him to do that, but it could have been way more if they made him keep it there. But then they had to tow the car all the way to Wrightwood. Now his brother has no where to live, his mom is done with him and his dad doesn't want to deal with his bullshit either. I understand he has had many chances and kept fucking up, but I still feel really bad for him. I could not imagine getting a second DUI months after the first one.

Last night I stayed over at Derek's again and his roommate was drinking heavily as usual. He had a friend over, some dude in his 40s, and we were all hanging out on the patio drinking and smoking. His friend was cracking us up and we were all having a good time. Then Jimmy started saying it was time to go to the bar, and I was like no don't drive. You are drunk. But once Jimmy has an idea, it is impossible to get him to change his mind. So him and his friend leave, and even though D and I didn't want them to drive it was nice to have the house to ourselves for a little bit! We both had to work the next morning so we were in bed by 1. We started fooling around a bit, and around 2 we hear loud music and Jimmy's truck turn into the driveway really fast. I thought he was going to hit one of our cars. We heard them talking outside, but eventually we figured they passed out. Well all of a sudden, while D is literally naked on top of me, his door swings open and Jimmy is yelling at him about random shit. D is like DUDE GET THE FUCK OUT. But no. That just makes Jimmy angry, and he doesn't have any respect for privacy when he is this drunk. So D starts yelling at him, still naked, and J is just like What the fuck! Are you guys having sex? And being so retarded. D slams the door in his face, this makes him more mad and it just escalated from there. Meanwhile, I was underneath the blankets covering my ears because I was so freaked out. I kept wishing Dennis would come home because I feel way safer when he is there. Also, Jimmy has guns that he talks about a lot and I am afraid he will bring them out on one of his drunken rampages. While they were yelling at each other J tells him to get his shit and get out and then says you have one month. No six months. And D was like No I'm fucking done. I am out. Finally J gets the hell out and I feel so awkward, D is angry, I don't know how to alleviate the situation....it is around 3 a.m at this point and then Dennis comes home and we hear Jimmy hassling him about stupid shit. Then around 5 in the morning Jimmy's friend randomly stumbles into the room and woke us up/freaked us out. D was like Um wrong room bro and he turned around and left. I think we all had about 4 hours of sleep. Dennis, Derek, and I all worked together this morning and we were just talking about how fucking shitty it is there because of him and how uncomfortable we all feel. So Dennis and Derek are looking for a new place to live......wish things didn't have to be so stressful for them. I kind of wish we could all find a place to live, especially because my parents informed me that they are moving to Brea and I can either move out there with them or find a place out here, which to be honest I just can't afford. But maybe with two roommates? They aren't moving until March, but it is still something I have to stress about until then.