Oh Hell to the No...



So my brother called tonight and asked me what medications are good for bipolar. I asked why (stupid stupid stupid I know). And he said he thinks he has this and wants to know what meds to take. I said it depended on his diagnosis and asked if he had insurance. He said no and he wasn't going to get it, that he doesn't want a record of his mental health issues, so he'd get someone to get him meds with no record (yeah we call that illegal). I have been talking to him for the last thirty minutes trying to convince him to get a psychological eval through proper legal channels. He is now trying to convince me that every member of my family is bipolar (except for me and maybe our dad, the jury is still out on him) and that's how he knows he's bipolar. Wait I think there is a breakthough. He actually said he would listen to me, because I knew what I was talking about. What the hell? I think my brother has multiple personality disorder because the person who just hung up the phone was sure as hell not my bro. WOW. I am in shock I am also trying to clean before my cleaning lady comes tomorrow. I hate cleaning for the cleaning lady.

Oh and I forgot to talk about my fav celebrity couple. Bobbie Brown and Whitney Houston are calling it quits. Who will I make fun of now?? I would just like to take a minute to thank Whitney for my favorite saying. Oh hell to the no!