Canada Day Backkash

Well my hypocritical brother is mad at me because I wasn't around yesterday.   I may have responded back if I had any cell service where I was, maybe not.   He does this twice a week and for the entire weekend to me, so it shouldn't really be a big deal (I am almost 30).   It's only in the last month that he's actually been telling me where he goes.   For months he took off and I had no idea where he would go.   I lived with not knowing and with his constant threats of moving.   That is still with me.   At least this time he actually noticed I was gone.  Truth is I could fall and be injured or dead and he wouldn't find me for days.
Even on Sunday it was the pride parade, which had a threat made against it, he didn't call or text to say he was fine and nothing bad happened.  Would that have been so bad or taken up time?   Most weekends he ignores my texts entirely.  It's always me that has to send the first text, he never does.   I am left out of everything.   I don't feel like a part of his life anymore.
Because he goes out to the club on Saturday night he needs to stay over there Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday night, coming back late night on Monday.   Every weekend I sit alone for hours.   I eat alone.   I watch TV alone.   I sit outside alone.   Alone, alone, alone.   Story of my new pathetic life.   That was the point he made this morning.   He's got friends, he has a life, therefore it's okay for him to pull a disappearing weekly act, but me.   I'm boring and have no friends.   I have no right to go away. I'm not sorry.   I had a good time yesterday.   I had some good food, and enjoyed the company, and most of all they wanted me there.   I felt included in something, a part of something.   I'll bet he wasn't even back until 3, spent a few hours with the friend he'd already spent 3 days with already, came home, realised I wasn't here so he went back to the friends house and watched the fireworks with him.   So he got to do what he would have wanted to all along.   He shouldn't hold it against me.   I didn't make him spend another holiday with me that he didn't really want to.
I've never met any of his boyfriends.   He won't even tell me where he met his best friend of almost 2 years, asking is apparently 'interrogating' him.   So I don't feel like sharing where I went.

From Mild to Wild

I wasn't doing much today, replanting some vegetables in my garden, watching white chicks on TV and a beyond awful movie called Mr Hush, everything was quiet, I didn't know anyone else was home.  Then the screaming started seemingly out of nowhere. The guy from the basement was at his friend to get the hell out of his house.  The yelling lasted about 5 minutes, there were threats of calling the cops.  This is not the first time they have fought, and I don't think I've seen the last of him.  I give it about a week.  I'm not sure but I think they might be a couple.
My street is known for being loud and crazy, especially at night.   A few days ago I was woken up at about 3 in the morning by a couple fighting.   A guy kicked his girlfriend out, with each yelling back and forth that they were both sluts and selfish. The topper however was when he drunkingly yelled out 'I love pussy'. That made me go from being pissed off to laughing hysterically. It doesn't stop there either, just two weeks ago a guy caught (parked across the street from me) masturbating in his car. The excitement never stops.