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Dec. 2nd, 2004 08:22 pmI haven't updated in ages but here goes. Yesterday I went and bought stuff and/or paid bills and/or got refills on my meds... *sigh* Not a whole lot more. I had to invest in a new camera w/a date stamp, cause I need the pics dated if I have to go to court on some bullshit. Oh *yay*. So goodbye $90. A $90 that I really really needed to use elsewhere, I might add. Meh.
Jesse called to whine about the fact that my lawyer is sending letters to *his* lawyer about the damned house issue. And I can hear that f'n bitch he's still with yapping in the background... shee-it. Can't he ever talk w/o having a 3rd party involved? Apparently not.
I mean, if he'd bothered to call or stop by once in awhile *before* he decided to get divorced, I could have told him lots of stuff about how Colleen wasn't paying on time, etc. etc. But no. He has to fuck around, just playing like he's never had a vacation in his life, not even bothering to double-check her figures or go over the books w/her or *anything*! God forbid that *Jesse* might get his golf/poker/video game/fishing/hunting interrupted by anything as trivial as BALANCING THE GODDAMN BOOKS!!! And now he's claiming that Colleen was hiding the mail and blocking the phone calls and who knows what else! FOR FUCK'S SAKE, HE'S DAMN NEAR 40!! And he wants *us* to believe that he didn't have time to use the phone himself or drive down and actually spend some *time* with us? Or at least talk to me in private for more than 5 minutes at a time, so I could tell him things and express my worries/concerns to him? I suppose it's just as well; he'd just have run whining to Mom about things. And I sure as fuck didn't need *that*.
So now, he needs my help and frankly I just don't feel like doing it again. I helped him and Colleen not once, but TWICE, and I no longer have the money to do it. If he would have pulled his head out of his ass long enough to see what was going on--but he didn't. Or wouldn't. or couldn't. I don't know and I don't care. Really. He put paid to a lot of things this fall, with his sweet new cunt.
Jesse called to whine about the fact that my lawyer is sending letters to *his* lawyer about the damned house issue. And I can hear that f'n bitch he's still with yapping in the background... shee-it. Can't he ever talk w/o having a 3rd party involved? Apparently not.
I mean, if he'd bothered to call or stop by once in awhile *before* he decided to get divorced, I could have told him lots of stuff about how Colleen wasn't paying on time, etc. etc. But no. He has to fuck around, just playing like he's never had a vacation in his life, not even bothering to double-check her figures or go over the books w/her or *anything*! God forbid that *Jesse* might get his golf/poker/video game/fishing/hunting interrupted by anything as trivial as BALANCING THE GODDAMN BOOKS!!! And now he's claiming that Colleen was hiding the mail and blocking the phone calls and who knows what else! FOR FUCK'S SAKE, HE'S DAMN NEAR 40!! And he wants *us* to believe that he didn't have time to use the phone himself or drive down and actually spend some *time* with us? Or at least talk to me in private for more than 5 minutes at a time, so I could tell him things and express my worries/concerns to him? I suppose it's just as well; he'd just have run whining to Mom about things. And I sure as fuck didn't need *that*.
So now, he needs my help and frankly I just don't feel like doing it again. I helped him and Colleen not once, but TWICE, and I no longer have the money to do it. If he would have pulled his head out of his ass long enough to see what was going on--but he didn't. Or wouldn't. or couldn't. I don't know and I don't care. Really. He put paid to a lot of things this fall, with his sweet new cunt.
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