Just Damn...
Man, my brain feels like an F-150 pulling a Peterbilt's trailer. I've got a ton of shit goin' on in my head that I will be blogging about in a little while. But, before I do, I want to do a few things. I need to send an Email, look into downloading a new browser because the one I've got now makes some blogs comments look all squished up and there's a blog by some chick with an attitude about Acidman that I want to check out. I'm betting it's one of those "gag ya" blogs.
Or so friggin' sanctimonious as to be overbearing and downright stupid.
What I need to figure out is how to get a father (not mine) to see his child for who he's becoming, not who he was when Dad last lived with him. And, I'm thinking about writing a "letter" to the BC, that I know she'll never see, just to get it said. To someone. Anyone. The "child" I'm talking about is 14 (God, help us, all) and the BC is a 50 year old, hard-hearted Melodrama Mama. And, they're related-which scares the BeJesus out of me because of how much worse the kid could become with her as his only full-time parent. I don't know if the shit he pulled this last (2 w-e-e-k- l-o-o-o-n-g) visit is because of his being 14 or because of his mother's influence. That's where I'm hoping to get some feedback from people who have been thru this shit....
So, let me go get this other stuff done...I'll be back as soon as I get done blowing up my computer (somehow) by (innocently) downloading a new browser.
Peace...
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