oh no, i am not dead. i have just been without internet access. it
pisses me off to be alone in the sticks. i watch so many hours of court
shows in a day it's goddamn ridiculous. 16 weeks along now and feelin
oh so like a stuffed pig. dont care for it much. greg is dandy, he's
so sweet and loving and full of caring. spending time with him keeps me
goin.
i am in another custody fight. apparently even though
maya moved with me to fl and i have been the one caring for her, the
protective custody order from 2004 sticks if i try to take her without
my parents wanting me to. upon callin my old lawyer, who had assured me
it was all good to not wrap that old custody issue up in court, i
discovered he had died the week prior. great.
now i am going to
have to find a job and a way to come up with 3 grand for a new lawyer.
shitty. and here i thought i could trust my parents. fuckin fool me
twice, shame on ME. after this is over, i am not going to deal with
them again.
that's about all there is, folks. i miss travel and
the road. i dont miss home... sometimes you realize that the people who
you think are closest, who really have your back, honestly don't care.
one year of mount sterling, and i am OUT. out i tell you.
there are only a handful of people i have met here that i like
remotely. i'm not here to make any friends. this is a transient place
for me, i'm going to get my shit together and kindly take my leave.
finally got insurance, should be seeing a doc next week, and greg got a
job at a cabinet manufacturer close to home. i am reading a lot. hope
to get into school sometime soon. tired of my days feeling wasted.
at
least i am still breathing. and i am enamored with my sweetie. and
determined to end this mess with maya. i am determined it's going to be
ok. i know it will be.
