December 8th, 2005
I'm Back
Had to do a couple of annoying things like straighten out something with a not too brite e-bay seller. Pisses me off now to think of all the rare books and other items I had which my ex husband threw away -- the only thing I asked him for in the divorce agreement was to take care of my cat and store my stuff for six months and he trashed everything. No I didn't take him to court. He was a bastard. I left with the clothes on my back, extracted a promise that he'd keep my stuff (actually it was the only thing I asked for in the divorce papers). He was an abusive sob. Not with his fists but with his mouth and I didn't realize it then first of all that verbal abuse exists and it's worse than if someone hits you because had he hit me I would have been out of there sooner. But he threw away all my books (and I had some first editions), all my artwork, clothes, I even had original cels from the Yellow Submarine. Anyway the entire contents of what he trashed could make me very comfortable if I were to sell it on e-bay today. Anyway I'm bidding on some odd stuff like a Dog the Bounty Hunter t-shirt. Not the kind from Dog's website but a real one that someone in Hawaii got. Competition is fierce. Pretty funny. I guess we all find our heros in the least expected places. I mean I find myself eating up this t.v. show (I suspect a lot of people do since a lot of us are bidding on the same t-shirt) but I love watching this guys show. Actually I love his wife because she's the real brains behind the operation. I've learned how true it is that they say there's a great woman behind every great man because frankly he might be able to lift a huge crate I'd drop on my own foot but if I didn't tell him where to put the crate he would drop it on his foot. I don't wish ill will on Katie Holmes (she's marrying it and having it's baby) but I hope she has hormone swings, cravings and post partum depression so dopey Tom will realize that it can't be cured with vitamins. What I really hope is she drops that loser before she gives birth. She's a talented enough actress and the world will never find out if she stays with him not unlike Nicole Kidman whose career took off when she dumped him. Right now my eight year old alter ego is sharing this table with me. He's doing his homework. Thankfully my husband went out (I'll spare everyone a dissortation on him today). It's supposed to snow six inches tonight which means a lot of guys will be freezing their peckers off tonight because you know they will want to check the dipstick and really see how big it is. Anyway my son and I are trying to out annoy one another. He's humming the disco music from Shrek which I hate so I'm throwing spit balls at him. I love this kid so much. He's already told me he's smarter than his dad (which is true) but he's also told me that mom is much smarter than dad (which is also true).

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