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I finished Fly Away Home.  It left me wanting more.  There has to be a sequel.  There's a baby on the way.  We wanna know about the baby dammit.  We wanna know about Doug and Diana.  Dammit!

In other news...

Cole went from being my Cooper, to getting on my last fucking nerve.  I guess at some point he went from being this positive, funny, entertaining person, to being this self centered whiny little bitch.  I just want to yell at him and tell him to Man the fuck up already.  He takes a lot, and gives back very little.  I liked him in the beginning, because he seemed to be positive, but wants  (haha, I am leaving that because I think it's funny...but obviously I meant to write once) I've scratched beneath the surface...well...I don't like.  Eh.  Easy come, easy go.

Speaking of men who need to man up...my ex husband, Little Dick, owes me like $27000 in child support.  He keeps going to court and getting it prolonged...finally I sent him a letter detailing every second he had the kids, I cut him about a 1000 breaks, made a spreadsheet, getting his total owed to $16261.  You think he'd be like, fuck yeah!  Nope.  He is picking at one year.  He says, Well, Teenager number one and her boyfriend lived with me for that whole year, and I didn't make them pay rent or anything.  REALLY FUCK STICK?  It's your daughter!   She doesn't have to fucking pay rent you fucking teeny little dickhead.  Grrr.   I know you have a small penis and it makes you feel like a loser...and it should because dude, that thing is realllly little...but still can't you just get the fuck over it and PAY YOUR CHILDREN what they deserve? 

Ok, next...

One more whiny little tid bit and I'll be done, k?  Where the fuck is the sunshine?  This stupid rainy motherfucking state can suck my big fat...I want to say cock, but since I don't really have one of those...I'll say...toe?  Grrrr....rain, more rain, cold weather, more rain...drizzly pesky drippy fucking rain.  Much hate of the rain.

And there ya have it and there ya are.