Nothing but annoying...

Remember me saying that this Nothing little town has a problem with what we call "tweakers"? I don't know, maybe I didn't, but a "tweaker" is a person who is completely and totally addicted to methamphetamine or speed or "crack" or whatever you want to call it. Now personally I just don't get it. I do not understand anyone who wants to stay awake for days or weeks on end, who pick at their faces until there are craters all over them, who shuts up a house with sheets over every window (paranoid maybe?), who lets their teeth rot out and don't even care and who don't come out until after midnight to the bars and order "water" to the bartenders chagrin, then proceed to the poker machines with their "hoodies" over their heads and just stare blankly at the machines.

AAAAAGGGGAHHHHHHHHWHHHAAA

Well, I have a friend who is one of these people and, unfortunately, she made the mistake and introduced me to her son who is about one and a half years old and just a beautiful boy. She called me the other night at about midnight (magic hour for a "tweaker") and told me that she had her boy and she had no where to sleep. I let her come over to sleep on the couch and the next morning I told her that I was going up to stay at Gus's house that evening and if she needed a place to stay she could stay here..............BIG MISTAKE.

So this is what is nothing but annoying........Coming home after a couple of days gone, walking into your house and feeling like Goldilocks moved in and made it her own home. Every window in the house had a sheet over it, the washing machine had a full load of clothes in it, the dryer had a full load in it, all my laundry soap was used up, the kitchen had a full sink of dirty dishes in it, half my food had been eaten, my bed had been slept in and there were half eaten soggy cookies underneath it.............AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHWHHHHHAAA

You give a "tweaker" an inch, and they take a mile.........damn.