been a while...
so. where to begin.
once again, he was over here being a terrible person and breaking things and yelling and etc etc etc. I asked Greg to make him go home and he said "i'm not going to make him leave but he's not coming back again." so Greg went to work and left me to deal with Isaac all day alone. finally in around 3pm, Paul came by with the intention of taking me to the Res with him. i told Isaac he couldn't come. that didn't go over so well. so Paul and i decided to have him come with us and see how it went. we only got about a block away before Isaac started bitching and wanted to go back. we took him back.
we get back to the apartment and it's about 4pm. i tell Isaac that he has an hour to sober up and get out of my house. he doesn't like that. he gets mad. he yells. he trows things. he pounds his fists. he laughs. he cries. he talks to himself continuously. basically a small child with multiple personalities. i had no sympathy for him at this point. i kept a straight face and continued to tell him that he had to be out of my house by 5pm. he continued to drink and basically laugh at me.
5pm rolls along. i consult with Paul and we decide to get Isaac's keys and take him home. Paul was going to drive Isaac in Isaac's car while i followed them. Isaac wouldn't give up his keys. I told him that if he got in his car, i would call the cops. that if he didn't give us his keys, i'd call the cops. we were in the riteaid parking lot, he gets right up in my ear and yells at the top of his lungs. i don't flinch. i'm not scared of him at this point, i'm past it, i know that if he did hit me again i could take him down with me. he finally give up his keys and the journey begins.
Isaac's house is just past Office Max, but Paul had never been there before. driving behind them, i can see Isaac yelling at Paul. i can see him hitting Paul. the car keeps slowing down and speeding up. it swerves violently. we get as far as OMax and pull in the parking lot. this is not what i wanted to happen. we park, i get out of the car to see what's going on. Paul gets out of Isaac's car, throws me the keys and says, "get in the car and lock the doors." and i don't hesitate.. but my window is down. i try to roll it up quickly, but Isaac already has him arm through and starts hitting me in the face, trying to get his keys. i roll the window up and trap his arm. i know i'm hurting him, and at that point, i wanted to break it off. he can't pull his arm out, so i let th window down a hair, and he slaps me again, so i crank it back up. meanwhile, Paul is a few cars away on his phone, which i barely notice due to the hand in my face. finally he gets his arm out, pounds the hood of my car, screaming. he gets distracted and i jump out of my car, leaving his keys locked inside.
not knowing what else to do, i run inside Omax to find Greg. he's in the break room finishing his lunch. i come in saying "you need to get out there, it's Isaac, he's gone crazy" i leave the break room, Greg in tow, to find Isaac has entered the store as well. he's looking for me. we end up in the back of the store where Isaac starts yelling "fuckin Paul!" then to me, "it's all your fault! BITCH!" Greg tries to get Isaac out of the store as quick as possible. he does. i linger inside to answer a few questions from one of the managers who had seen and heard what had just gone on. i can see the bench outside the store where Greg, Paul, and Isaac are. suddenly Paul grabs the castiron bench and literally throws it. i knew i had to get back out there. i go out, try to talk to Paul, he tells me that he had called the cops and they're on their way. Greg tells me to take Isaac home, just get him out of here. i do.
i drive him home, about 5 minutes down the road. we pull in his driveway, he tries to get the keys from me. i take them and run. he chases me. i try to find his uncle (who he lives with) to give him the keys. i finally find him in the front yard mowing the lawn. i give him the keys and say "please please don't let him drive." he asks, "..is he drunk again?" i break down crying. i say "i'm sorry. i didn't know what else to do." Isaac comes over and demands his keys saying he was going to go drive into a tree. his uncle flips him the keys and says "go for it." i completely lose it. i'm hyperventilating and sobbing harder than i ever have and i start to walk away, up the road, where i sit at the corner of the Walmart entrance and call OMax to see what the hells going on and who can come pick me up.
soon i see two cops cars, lights a-blazing, flying down the road towards me. they stop out front of Isaac's house. they're there for 20 minutes. next time I look, there's a cop car pulling up to the light in front of where i'm sitting. Isaac's in the back. he looks like he's handcuffed.
to fill in the gaps:
-while Paul was driving, Isaac was putting the car into neutral and park. he was grabbing the steering wheel and trying to crash the car into trees, poles, and oncoming traffic. he could have actually killed Paul.
-after he got his arm free from my window and saw Paul on the phone, Isaac got Paul's phone from him and threw it on the ground. he then picked it up and snapped it in half.
-the cops showed up at OMax just as Isaac and I were pulling out. they then got a second call about Isaac from his uncle not 15 minutes later.
-Isaac blew a 2.3 BAC a full 2 hours after he had had his last drink. 3.0 is comatose.
-they took him to the hospital instead of the jail, where they held him for 72 hours, which is the most they could do. he went home to his uncle, his brother, his father, and his mother all waiting for him. they tried to talk to him bout what happened. he expressed that he felt that he did nothing wrong.
-he has since taken a leave of absence from OMax and has moved to PA to live with his mother for a while.
-we have not heard from him. it's been at least a month.
no progression between Greg and I. regression, almost. but we'll pull out and through, I'm sure of it.
the house had the swine-flu! it was the worst sickness of my life. coughing. aching. biggest fever ever-- i have never been so hot. my whole body was burning to the touch. ridiculous. we all lived though haha.
Halloween party! i dressed as sexy witch and we all drank punch and ate candy.
Tricia's new boyfriend proposed to her earlier this week, and they were going to get married on Halloween, but then they all got swine-flu. a sign, perhaps?
Paul got kicked out of the apartment he was in with his cousins / hideous people / rhinos, so he's living on our couch for a while.
we got a cat! well, Paul got a cat for Sam which means the cat is living at our house for the time being. her name is Charlotte, she's a 1 year old tan-calico, beautiful green eyes, playful, and loving. she's a welcome addition to the house. if and when she leaves if and when Paul and Sam leave, I know now that i'm going to want another cat. it's been too long.
SIGH.
i guess that's all the news for now.
BAM.
once again, he was over here being a terrible person and breaking things and yelling and etc etc etc. I asked Greg to make him go home and he said "i'm not going to make him leave but he's not coming back again." so Greg went to work and left me to deal with Isaac all day alone. finally in around 3pm, Paul came by with the intention of taking me to the Res with him. i told Isaac he couldn't come. that didn't go over so well. so Paul and i decided to have him come with us and see how it went. we only got about a block away before Isaac started bitching and wanted to go back. we took him back.
we get back to the apartment and it's about 4pm. i tell Isaac that he has an hour to sober up and get out of my house. he doesn't like that. he gets mad. he yells. he trows things. he pounds his fists. he laughs. he cries. he talks to himself continuously. basically a small child with multiple personalities. i had no sympathy for him at this point. i kept a straight face and continued to tell him that he had to be out of my house by 5pm. he continued to drink and basically laugh at me.
5pm rolls along. i consult with Paul and we decide to get Isaac's keys and take him home. Paul was going to drive Isaac in Isaac's car while i followed them. Isaac wouldn't give up his keys. I told him that if he got in his car, i would call the cops. that if he didn't give us his keys, i'd call the cops. we were in the riteaid parking lot, he gets right up in my ear and yells at the top of his lungs. i don't flinch. i'm not scared of him at this point, i'm past it, i know that if he did hit me again i could take him down with me. he finally give up his keys and the journey begins.
Isaac's house is just past Office Max, but Paul had never been there before. driving behind them, i can see Isaac yelling at Paul. i can see him hitting Paul. the car keeps slowing down and speeding up. it swerves violently. we get as far as OMax and pull in the parking lot. this is not what i wanted to happen. we park, i get out of the car to see what's going on. Paul gets out of Isaac's car, throws me the keys and says, "get in the car and lock the doors." and i don't hesitate.. but my window is down. i try to roll it up quickly, but Isaac already has him arm through and starts hitting me in the face, trying to get his keys. i roll the window up and trap his arm. i know i'm hurting him, and at that point, i wanted to break it off. he can't pull his arm out, so i let th window down a hair, and he slaps me again, so i crank it back up. meanwhile, Paul is a few cars away on his phone, which i barely notice due to the hand in my face. finally he gets his arm out, pounds the hood of my car, screaming. he gets distracted and i jump out of my car, leaving his keys locked inside.
not knowing what else to do, i run inside Omax to find Greg. he's in the break room finishing his lunch. i come in saying "you need to get out there, it's Isaac, he's gone crazy" i leave the break room, Greg in tow, to find Isaac has entered the store as well. he's looking for me. we end up in the back of the store where Isaac starts yelling "fuckin Paul!" then to me, "it's all your fault! BITCH!" Greg tries to get Isaac out of the store as quick as possible. he does. i linger inside to answer a few questions from one of the managers who had seen and heard what had just gone on. i can see the bench outside the store where Greg, Paul, and Isaac are. suddenly Paul grabs the castiron bench and literally throws it. i knew i had to get back out there. i go out, try to talk to Paul, he tells me that he had called the cops and they're on their way. Greg tells me to take Isaac home, just get him out of here. i do.
i drive him home, about 5 minutes down the road. we pull in his driveway, he tries to get the keys from me. i take them and run. he chases me. i try to find his uncle (who he lives with) to give him the keys. i finally find him in the front yard mowing the lawn. i give him the keys and say "please please don't let him drive." he asks, "..is he drunk again?" i break down crying. i say "i'm sorry. i didn't know what else to do." Isaac comes over and demands his keys saying he was going to go drive into a tree. his uncle flips him the keys and says "go for it." i completely lose it. i'm hyperventilating and sobbing harder than i ever have and i start to walk away, up the road, where i sit at the corner of the Walmart entrance and call OMax to see what the hells going on and who can come pick me up.
soon i see two cops cars, lights a-blazing, flying down the road towards me. they stop out front of Isaac's house. they're there for 20 minutes. next time I look, there's a cop car pulling up to the light in front of where i'm sitting. Isaac's in the back. he looks like he's handcuffed.
to fill in the gaps:
-while Paul was driving, Isaac was putting the car into neutral and park. he was grabbing the steering wheel and trying to crash the car into trees, poles, and oncoming traffic. he could have actually killed Paul.
-after he got his arm free from my window and saw Paul on the phone, Isaac got Paul's phone from him and threw it on the ground. he then picked it up and snapped it in half.
-the cops showed up at OMax just as Isaac and I were pulling out. they then got a second call about Isaac from his uncle not 15 minutes later.
-Isaac blew a 2.3 BAC a full 2 hours after he had had his last drink. 3.0 is comatose.
-they took him to the hospital instead of the jail, where they held him for 72 hours, which is the most they could do. he went home to his uncle, his brother, his father, and his mother all waiting for him. they tried to talk to him bout what happened. he expressed that he felt that he did nothing wrong.
-he has since taken a leave of absence from OMax and has moved to PA to live with his mother for a while.
-we have not heard from him. it's been at least a month.
no progression between Greg and I. regression, almost. but we'll pull out and through, I'm sure of it.
the house had the swine-flu! it was the worst sickness of my life. coughing. aching. biggest fever ever-- i have never been so hot. my whole body was burning to the touch. ridiculous. we all lived though haha.
Halloween party! i dressed as sexy witch and we all drank punch and ate candy.
Tricia's new boyfriend proposed to her earlier this week, and they were going to get married on Halloween, but then they all got swine-flu. a sign, perhaps?
Paul got kicked out of the apartment he was in with his cousins / hideous people / rhinos, so he's living on our couch for a while.
we got a cat! well, Paul got a cat for Sam which means the cat is living at our house for the time being. her name is Charlotte, she's a 1 year old tan-calico, beautiful green eyes, playful, and loving. she's a welcome addition to the house. if and when she leaves if and when Paul and Sam leave, I know now that i'm going to want another cat. it's been too long.
SIGH.
i guess that's all the news for now.
BAM.