Meth and the dog door

Two nights ago, my cousin Jenny was on a Meth trip and climbed through her sisters doggy door (she weights about 145). This was at two in the morning. She went to their basement and fell asleep. The next day, her sister went to Salt Lake City to visit the mall and have lunch. Anyway, to make a long story short, the sister found out that she was in her house. She rushed home to find blood splattered on her bathroom ceiling and walls. Jenny had been using in her home.

Jenny said that she needed to borrow her car to go do a hair cut. The sister hasn't seen the car or Jenny since.

It is Jenny's birthday today. Her entire family has tired calling her, but her voice box is full. I tried calling and her druggie friend Crista answered. I pretty much hate Crista and I hope that she will do everyone a favor and overdose. Sorry, but it's true.

So Happy Birthday Jenny!

P.S. Jenny won't let anyone throw her a birthday party. Evidentally, today is the day that one of her friends is getting released from jail. She wants to celebrate her birthday and her friends release at the same time. Nice Jenny, nice.

It's good to know that her priorities are straight.