Several hours ago I just got kicked out of my grandmothers house by a fat Freemason who looks like a Hobbit. I was sleeping in the downstairs room in my underwear and he wanted to bother me about some silly nonsense and I didn’t open the door. So he goes and gets the key and barges in on me sleeping without clothes. And for that I gave him hell in words and left.

My father will be pissed I went ballistic on my grandmothers husband. But he deserves it. He acted all nice and friendly but I could see into his eyes at dinners; he was but a manipulator at best and a soulless animal at worst. And then I; being 20, not opening the door and wishing to rest; he barges in on me. He’s this fat younger old fellow who just married my grandmother for her money and when she dies he and his spawn will get all her money. Disgusting. When I was 14 I told him he wasn’t my grandfather though he pretends. And though I apologized then I know damn well I was right for saying that as a lad. He is up to no good and he is after my grandmothers money. But what can you say; baby boomers and their divorces.