My brother is a real little shit sometimes. He's always had the world handed to him on a platter and he thinks he deserves it. For example:
Number of dollars contributed by my parents to my brother's graduate education: 75,000. (I'm estimating. Probably much more, including his rent for a big fat house and other various living expenses.)
Number of dollars contributed by my parents to my graduate education: 1500.
(I gratefully accepted their offer to help with my moving expenses.)
They aren't paying for library school either, and I don't expect them to. But I kind of wish Junior had had to work for something besides A's just one time in his 23 years. His sense of entitlement is dizzying.
It's times like these that I hope that he really will turn out to be gay.* I'd love to have a gay brother and I think Junior needs a goddamned struggle.
Oh well. A friend who knows us both told me the other night at the seedy bar that I look younger than Junior. He's balding like a motherfucker, and I am nothing but youthful, dewy glow, buddy. Youthful, dewy glow.
More from the holiday battlefields soon.
Your intrepid merry-maker,
RDG
*Evidence = No real girlfriend for whole entire life, despite being good-looking and (calulatingly) charming and having lots of super-model type women desperate for his affection. Also, deep love for (male) high school friends and frat brothers, with requisite homophobia. What do you think?
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