Friday, June 20, 2008
Let the games continue - R rated post.
OK, we're getting down to the final details of the separation agreement. There may be a few expletives in this post. Fucker is of course saying he wants some things that he hadn't spoken up about before. It's so much easier to criticize a proposal than it is to make the proposal yourself. Stupid idiot plays the woe is me card because I was the one to put an end to the nonsense we had, that seemingly he could have lived with forever. Maybe I'll ask for the washer or dryer just to fuck with him - he said oh it comes with the house, but that's a fucking assumption on his part. This weekend I will NOT be spending fun time with him. I will pack when he's out of the house, and fuck it, perhaps even when he's there. Why the fuck should I try and spare his feelings? Pain in my ass. How in the hell can I ever wonder why I'm doing what I'm doing? I have to get this anger out because if it comes out with him, hackles will go up and all the nicety-nice will come to an end. Fucker. And I don't want or need to hear that he's not sleeping well when I say it to him to tell him why I don't want to climb with him. Ugh.