For a town of only 4000 people, give or take, there sure seems to be a crapload of stuff going on. And I'm left out of the loop on almost all of it, which kind of pisses me off. I hear people telling these wild stories about relationships and family crises, and it seems impossible that all this stuff actually happened.

According to my friend, a family (We'll call them the Bacongaiz) was recently torn apart by one beer. Apparently, the father drank one beer, and the mother kicked him out. They may or may not have divorced. I, for one, call bullshit on this. I mean, I knew Mrs. Bacongaiz was uptight, but ONE BEER?! Come on! Of course, I wasn't there when this happened, so I don't know.

The Bacongaiz and another family (the Glurnwetts) also apparently had a big fight with another family (We'll call them the Thugries.) For some reason, the father of the Thugries, Catfish*, had a falling out with Mrs. Bacongaiz. The children of the respective families still hang out, but Mrs. Bacongaiz and Fishcat never even talk to each other anymore.

People all over seem to hate each other. When I ask for an explanation, they always just ignore me or tell me that it's not important. Well obviously it is important, or else you would be making such a fucking big deal about it, now would you?!

I guess it all just boils down to my need to know. I love having information. I hate it when I don't have the complete story.

*That's actually his real first name. Pretty cool, right?