the shit hits the figurative fan after hitting the literal one.

i was in my room after school talking with susana about my sister (the one who spent the night in jail... i saw her this evening but i didn't ask any questions. it stresses me out.) susana's daughter is much like her, so she was telling me the story.

then roman the janitor walks in. you know what i've noticed, the mexican janitors do a much better job than the caucasian ones do. anyway when he came in to sweep up the floor, susana and i were sitting on top of the desks. we said hello, asked how his mother was doing (he just returned from two weeks in acapulco... no, not on vacation, that's where he's from.) of course the conversation turned to what had happened yesterday.

he suggested we file a complaint with The Principal. i spoke to Marge, the woman that saved us all! this morning. she told me that the smoke detector didn't even pick it up. she had to run out to the kitchen and pull the manual alarm. this afternoon roman added a whole other dimension to the story - the alarm did not go off the first time they pulled it. nor the second time. they had to pull it down three times before the alarm went off.

that is scary. teaching in a building where the heater/AC units are unreliable, AND SO ARE THE SMOKE DETECTORS!

onto other things...

at dinner we're ALL (ie, all seven of us) sitting around the bar. my brother is looking to his right and i notice there is a SUSPICIOUS reddish purplish spot on his neck. DAVID! IS THAT A HICKY ON YOUR NECK??? instantly, he turns red and grabs the neck of his shirt to cover it. of course he vehemently denies it, but he is blushing intensely and is such a bad liar in this instance that nobody believes him. joking, of course. she calls my brothers sluts and my sisters and me hoochies. my mom had teased my other brother about having a hicky on his neck earlier this year. anyway, D makes up this story about it being a mark from when he fell down, and that was why his back was hurting. so i've got a slut for a son! both my sons are SLUTS! i say, i'm sure your back hurts but it definitely isn't from falling down! to which he remarks that is highly inappropriate, jennifer.

yeah so that was funny. but i'm disappointed that my brother was with someone so trashy as to give him a hicky.

oh ps. andean and lizsa - i've also got white trash in my family! and three - count 'em - three illigetimate cousins! i have an uncle who lives in a DOUBLE WIDE! in fact when i was younger my aunt lived in a trailer and i even spent a couple of nights in a trailer! yeah, i can't believe i'm admitting to this either.