So I came home for lunch today to find Eddie on the couch with some chick I’ve never seen before gettin fuckin high off his ass. It was obvious I had interrupted something. It feels like the emotional equivalent of getting pissed on. I just picked his ass up from jail today after waiting almost 3 hours for them to release him too. And my uncle had surgery today to remove a lung and I can’t go see him between working two jobs I can’t take off from. When did I give permission to be treated like the world’s biggest fucking doormat?