Captain’s Log 5,696
It’s been confirmed. The body they found on the Indian reservation on Wednesday is my missing neighbor. The daughter has been arrested. I could just sit down and cry. How sad is this? There is all sorts of speculation about why and how, but that really doesn’t matter. A sweet old lady is dead – probably at the hands of her daughter or her daughter’s druggie boyfriend. I could not even imagine talking back to my mother much less kill her and dump her in the wilderness. What makes people so evil?
I get really tired when people try to excuse things like this. I am so damn sick of people who try to make me feel sorry for evil people who claim they do things because of their bad childhood experiences. STOP STOP STOP! Nobody had a perfect childhood! We all had parents who did regrettable things! We have all been harmed – but not all of us kill our parents or burn puppies. I just don’t buy the crap, and I get really fed up when people spew tales of woe over and over again about how badly they were treated as children.
I’m sure there will be lots of excuses about why my sweet neighbor lady had to die. I don’t buy any of them. None. My tolerance for such crap has reached its limit.
I am drinking DayQuil straight out of the bottle now. It seems to help. Calming the beast. We have rehearsal tonight. Hope they will improve. If not, I am going to swig DayQuil until I don’t even notice the errors.