I never knew what low class was until today. My bitch of a cousin had his younger brother call my father and uncle and un-invite them to his wedding. Seriously. Have you ever heard of such a thing? I am appalled and saddened that the state of my family has disintegrated since my grandma has died. My poor grandma, she must be looking down on him with such disappointment.

Why the un-invite, you may ask? Business. That's all. Money. Greed. Possessions. Really Big Boats that cost as much as a house.

My cousin has turned into my greedy uncle in such a short time span sometimes I think it hasn't really happened and he is still the guy who introduced me to Biggie Smalls. Not so. He is a hilljack. Work means more than family. Work is life for him. Blood is no longer thicker than the green.

I mean really, who the hell has their 21 year old brother do their dirty work for them. What a pussy.

I really have so much more I would love to say but I don't want to bore you with all the sordid family past. It's actually quite stupid and boring. Especially when you consider how short life really is.

I guess the one I really feel bad for is his sweet fiancee who doesn't have a clue of how miserable life is about to become.