Stalking ..
~~~ It has come to my attention that the HairyKnuckle continues to read this here blog. I wonder whether it serves as satisfying for her crazy needs or just angers her even more. What could she possibly gain from reading my thoughts, feelings and opinions? Does she want to be my friend? I would probably not have known had she not slipped up at family court, accusing me of emailing her on a subject which was in fact a blogpost. Hahahaha! And I then thought about it and personally just don’t think its healthy for her to read my blog. It can only make her sad, angry or jealous. Cos I may be many things and even though there are sad moments or difficult times, I am always awesome.. Have yourself a fabulously Sexy Monday !!! xoxoxox Be the first to...
Big Bang – Take 56928475892…
~~~ Oh FFS, I know I promised to be polite today but I am doing all my prep for the weeks ahead and I see the document peeking from under the pile of work and my mind immediately explodes in expletives because I have to deal with HER again.. Who is this anger inducing Fucktard??, you may ask.. and I am hesitant to name her for fear that she may somehow ‘power up’ as a result. It has been a very very long road for us with regards to access with the girls. It has been over a year now that SexyG has even been allowed to fetch his daughters for a weekend. I often wonder what the girls must be thinking, just how much they know about the story. Do they know that every time we try to pick them up that the answer is No? Do they even know that the question...
Speaking of dreams..
~~~ Last night I had a really weird dream.. I was at an amusement park of sorts which involved extremely elaborate water slides and alien type water creatures (big ones) lazing about here and there. Most of them completely harmless it seemed. Weird but true. So there we were.. the whole crazy family doing the whole crazy family thing.. slip sliding, getting wet. Frollicking and exploring when I stumbled upon a door complete with graffiti..AND THEN!! .. my eye caught it. The hairyknuckle had written her full name and that she was there..–> “Hairy Knuckle was here” Followed by –>”Briget is a Whore” FFS! I am now mad enough to phone the bitch and scream at her nonstop for at least 2 hours..*breathe* I know it is just a...
Knuckle Down…
So the move is underway, I am buried beneath boxes, armed with a packing type roller and seriously unafraid to use it. Not only is it moving time but I am having to go through the boxes that I didn’t even open the last time I moved.. So I am taking the time now to declutter and donate. I am going to do an ‘easydoesit’ move, not wanting to do it all in one day. So with the physical declutter of my surroundings I attempted once more to arrange a meeting with the HairyKnuckle so that we can discuss between all of us an appropriate arrangement with regards to access for the girls. With the current NO ACCESS not being appropriate, of course. This was all spurred on as well by having just read in the Mercury how a Mother was put in Westville Prison ...
wtf weekend..
Another one yes.. I am starting to think its a conspiracy! At least this time I attempted to laugh most of it off! Saturday: car overheated on the way to the pav and I ended up checking the radiator and refilling it (in the pouring rain) outside Albert Luthuli Hospital with sewerage water gushing through my shoes soaking my jeanpant and leaving me in a real sorry looking state. Walking Sloshing through the pav helping J find a gift to take to his gf’s bday party, feeling very self -conscious because I was SURE my shoes were stinking even though J told me he couldnt smell anything. Getting ready to leave the pav, I check the water level is OK and end up nearly killing myself because as I straightened up I was stabbed in the head by ‘the Spike of...
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