TV Reality Blows (Up)

My sister's (& my) TV blew up about a week ago. And in the middle of my sex romp with the rugster, she started yelling and shouting, seeking attention regarding her problem n the worst kind of way. Not that I needed anything else to spoil my mood. She demanded I do something about it then & whined and whined. I refused to look into it until the next day. The summation of my recommendation.

1. It looks a total loss, but YOU must check it out. Not me.

2. If you want to buy a new I can help you pay for it or get your father to buy you a new one.

3. If you want your father to buy you a new one, you will call him now and be nice. Then I will proceed to call him tomolo and tell him I blew up your tv and soon your problem will be solve. Sounds simple?

Uh..uh.. She couldnt even get off her fat ass to send in the tv for fixing or call our dear father just to be nice. She said all i had to do was go back to our hometown and "take" the extra tv in the guest room that isn't even used anymore. Ok?

Not ok... She changed her mind and asked me to get cash for a new set & uh maybe.. a dvd player as well. So I decided to talk to our father and explain the situation. Settled?

Not exactly. She throws more hissy fits and expects me to bend to her desire of me going to buy the tv for her. No wait she wants to buy it herself. Oh no, can't our father buy it first and send it up? What the duck?

yes... WTF! When I finally got back to my fathers place and he asked how much I needed for a new tv, I asked her to find out how much it costs etc. She turns all pissy and asks me to bring up the old one instead.

WARNIN! WARNIN! WARNIN! The TV may not be the only thing capable of exploding. Then, as peacefully as I could, I explained that I will give his damn daughter what she desires and hopes he will cooperate. I was tired of reasoning with unreasonable her. Maybe he could see my blood boil. Maybe he could feel I was close to having enough of my sister's whims. He helped me "take" the TV and put it into my car. For that I'm grateful.

What I wasnt too grateful for was the fact then when I called my sister to tell her I would need her help to carry the tv up she asked~ Wasn't the plan to get the cash and buy one here?

She did come down and take the tv from my car. "How am I supposed to bring it up?"

"Don;t know, how?"After which she slammed my car door so hard. I shouted " I hate you too!"

So when I got to our unit & I shouted to her "You cracked my car window. I hope you are happy now. Don't worry. You can pay when ever you have the money."

No she didnt crack it. But i won't have anyone being such a bitch to my car. She is innocent.

She threw some money at my door. And when I went to take it she said "I don't know why you are so mad at me?" Of course I will eventually give her back her money and let her try to reason things out again. After all she isnt the only bitch living in this house. We will be ok eventually. But not tonight. Tonite I will continously blog until all this frustration has left my soul. I dare her to turn on that tv tonight.

Believe, believe in me, believe
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight

Smashing Pumpkins~ Tonight, Tonight