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Ok. Officially a shit day. Happy Motherfucking Valentines Day!

I spent some of this morning talking to my divorce attorney's office. I'm pulling the trigger on that one.

I have stayed married because Zoe's dad lost his job about a year ago and his health insurance. He was kind enough to keep me on his for about three years, and I didn't want him to be without insurance. It didn't cost all that much (bout fifty a month), and I knew he was looking for work.

I'm an asshole, but we all know that.

Anyway, I'm the kind of person that if you are trying to do the right thing, I don't mind giving you a helping hand if I can do it.

So I get this call from his current girlfriend. She wants to get together to give me Zoe's stuff. I knew the convo would go downhill from there. I like this girl. She's a nice girl. Young, but nice. Zoe's dad seemed to get his shit together when he started dating her over a year ago, and he stopped being an asshole to me. She is a former Marine and I knew that when Zoe would visit him, she took great care of her and I knew that Zoe loved her.

Anyway, dude really wants to be on a Jerry Springer episode.

Apparently Mr. Iowethewholefuckingworldmoney (including me for about $600) is currently in the Bahamas with is Bro and Sis. He got a free trip from his bro, so I don't blame him from going. When his life sucks, he always tries to bail. It's his MO.

But he owes his girlfriend about 4K because for months he was only taking home like 400 bucks a month after they take out his child support - that is when he was working. Which was sporadically.

Since he owes everyone money, dude has zero business being on vacation. He's currently in New York for the specific purpose of making some money. She tells me that his mom said (yeah, she got his mom all involved in his biz) that he hasn't been doing anything up there. Great. Asshole. He's also been "forgetting" his cell phone or not calling her back.

I think he's up there with some chick or he's doing drugs.

She told me that over a year ago, he was going to get this job with Coke, but flunked the drug test. Oh joy.

I've been paying his fucking health insurance when he could have had a sweet benny package with Coke? But because he wants to be a pothead at 45 and can't stop using long enough to take a fucking drug test... shit... fucking bullshit motherfucking fuck.

So, get this, the other thing is that he knocked up his girlfriend and left town. She says she's not going to have the baby (uh. stupid ass. he's already got five motherfucking kids, you'd think you'd take charge of your own uterus with a weapon like that). I told her that not bearing his mutant child is the smartest thing she could do for herself. I love Zoe, but sometimes I wonder where I'd be if I'd not done that. I love that kid but I'm doing a horrible job because I need a mom's night off. A real one. Like overnight. By someone I don't feel horrible for letting her watch my child (guilt. I feel guilty sticking my friends with my demon spawn)

Anyway, I'm rambling. I need to eat dinner.

Cliff notes: I'm getting divorced. My ex thinks he's supposed to populate the universe even though he doesn't have a job. He's going to stay in NY because he has no friends and his g/f doesn't want him back. I'm tired and wish I would win the lottery so I could just take a day off.

And FUCK Valentines Day. You all suck. Fuck you and your flowers and cards and balloons and stuff. I wasn't sad about it until 92304183920 people asked if this day made me lonely and shit. Well it did now, ya asstards.

Posted by debutaunt at February 14, 2005 08:33 PM