God, you'd think I was the one who had the affair. She keeps wanting more and more of my money, and I just can't take it anymore. I am a bicycle messenger, not Donald Trump! She won't even let me see the kids unless I bring money, which is stupid because she is living with a guy that makes far more money than I do. And of course, SHE doesn't work. And she calls me lazy.
Anyway, just not into the blog thing, but my court appointed therapist says I should journal, and that a blog might be a good place for me to do it because somebody might actually agree with me, or at least give me support. Not that she believes a word I say anyway. In fact, she seems to think I could use my degree for something other than bicycle messengering, but she doesn't understand, like my wife never understood, the freedom, the adrenaline rush...you know, hanging onto the back of a car and getting towed through nasty San Francisco traffic...or some of the things you find out on your route...who's having affairs, who's on drugs. Yeah, we know a lot about things. Of course, my wife...when she still pretended to love me...always said I would get myself into trouble for being so nosy. Ain't happened yet. Like anybody cares about a simple bicycle messenger anyway.
Anyway, this cool pic is not mine. I kind of suck at digital things, barely have a cell phone. But, it comes from a guy named Thomas Hawk, check out his blog.
Later,
Redford
1 comments:
My ex wife is exactly the same always wanting more money and usuing our child as leverage only difference... she had her boyfriend call my bank and wire out all my saveings, then gets made at me for not being able to afford to come see my daughter...
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