LIES: Brian's saga, v

Brian's been home since late Sunday night, and now its Friday.  As usual, I asked him "What's going on..." *sigh*  Her latest tactic was a phone call... "We're running out of food...."  And of course, she hits a nerve, he feels really guilty about leaving, but damn, if he was still there, they would run out sooner, plus he doesn't get $$ til the first of the month.  That's 3 days away.

(This latest tactic comes on the heels of one day using the "I'm gonna give the baby up for adoption" lie... errr... line.  There were a couple other calls complaining about how horrid it is to throw up all the time, and switching to panic setting in about how she's going to work when no one's there to watch the little girl....)

So he and I talk about all this.  He says he'll just charge food.  Well, once you start that, you start a VERY bad habit.  You pay interest for something that's already devoured, and you never ever get ahead without going a little hungry.  I pointed out that I'm guessing she wants you to send her $$, not buy her groceries.  He said he'll never send her money.  Ahhh his sixth sense kicking in, because he knows that she's a spender, and doesn't spend very wisely!

More in the money dept, it seems he was trying to set it up for her to have DirecTV as well.  Under his name.  At her apartment.  Are you nuts? I asked him.   And little details start coming out.  The internet is under his name and she's supposed to pay it.   That's gonna come back and bite him in the ass.  And I told him so.  Plus!  He added her phone line to his cell phone account.  And she's supposed to pay half.  Um yeah, right.  Aren't there things she can buy that will be billed to her phone.... errr... I mean his phone???  That's gonna bite him in the ass as well.

He's so screwed.
I told him that phone calls that tell him they're running out of food is like blackmail.  And I started a log, keeping receipts.  We'll see what comes of this.

He bought staples for the weekend:  18 eggs, 5 bagels, half pound of ham, a package of cheese, 1 can of pringles, 2 apples, 2-liter of 7up (for morning sickness), 1 box of cookies (for the little girl).  $14.
Of course, that won't include my gas to drive over and deliver said groceries.
Bah.  No WAY am I spending weekends being the delivery gal .....
I think I need a "taxi driver" hat .... hahaha

An added note:  I was very frustrated last night, it woke me up just past midnight.  I finally quit fighting it, got my netbook out and emailed my daughter.  Because I can't carry this by myself.