I got a text message from him yesterday, he said he is at the homeless shelter. I don't know where he has been before yesterday. I threw him out very early Saturday morning and he left with his drug dealer. He pissed me off. He keeps saying he is looking for a place but that was the second month in a row where he just smoked up all of his disability and have no money at all just one day after getting it. Apparently he was just planning on sitting here begging me for cigarettes for another month. I had made it clear that I did not want any fucking meth in my house too, and apparently he did not care what I wanted. Well he cared enough to lie about it. Even when I told him I saw him smoking it, he lied to me and tried to say he didn't. When I saw him doing it. So i said fuck that, you're out of here, get the fuck out of my house.
Meth is a hell of a drug... I can't stand it. I can't stand people on it. I too don't want it in my house. If a guest in my house was smoking meth, especially after being told not to, they'd no longer be a guest in my house.
Once in a blue moon I can be convinced to try some. So, I will maybe make an exception - if I haven't already told them not to. If I told them not to, and then they did it, they gotta go. They gotta go right now.
Meth isn't even a great high, but man don't people fiend for it.
I value my teeth too much to smoke it. Fuck that. I have pretty much perfect teeth - which is amazing considering my age. I'll be damned if I want to fuck those up. I've never had so much as a cavity.
> If I told them not to, and then they did it, they gotta go. They gotta go right now.
That is exactly how I feel about it. That is what happened too.
I'm pretty fucking lenient. But, if I set down a rule for guests, I expect them to obey that rule. No, I don't want excuses why they didn't obey that rule. If I wanted excuses, I'd have not made that rule.
You're a fucking guest. Act like it.
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