Most of all, I just wanna squoosh willa_writes to little pieces, 'cause in the midst of her own shit, she takes the time to care about me. I can never express the depth of my feelings for that sweet woman.
Once again, I called the lawyer today - to find out why the final papers hadn't been mailed to me on my divorce. It's been almost 4 years since the fucker walked out, and NOTHING should take this long. Turns out that because it's taken so long, the courts sent out a letter of intent that he needs to sign... and he's been sitting on it for the past three weeks.
So, I finally decided to email the bastard. Took him off of the main IM, and stuck him onto another one... so I could see if he's online or not, and he can't see me. Told him I don't want to hear from him by phone, email is the only chance of remaining somewhat civil, but he can't ignore me anymore.
Told him I have as much interest in his excuses as he has in my wellbeing, and he needs to get off his ass and sign the bloody papers and pay me what he owes me. And I can just see that nothing's gonna come from this. Don't know why I even bothered, but I had to do something.
Guess my next step is to alert the housing corporation that he's housing an illegal tenent in his apartment, and the IRS that he's doing off the books freelance. If he's gonna be a prick, so will I.
/of the self-pity for the moment.
Thanks again for putting up with my personal crisis-es. Off to try and write the ending of CE's latest chapter and ignore the rest of my life.