OK so I went back to hell on Earth for the weekend...I had to get the baby girl. Well once I get there, guess who is sitting there, waiting on me to show? Rob!!! Well I am like what the fuck, it's two days and I mean he can't kill me if he is trying to get back with me. (Ok at this point a few of you are saying what the fuck because we all know he is bad bad BAD for me but I get bored) So he wants to know if he can take me out?! Out like on a date? I mean I have never in my life been on a date especially not with him. He has better things to spend his money on like let's say drugs or... well just drugs! Anyways I go out with the boy to the movies, which was actually not all that bad. After it was over I was like thanks for the good time, gotta bounce, holla at ya later. Ok I am evil but I think I have earned a movie after 7 months after getting my ass whooped.

EXH has a new girl. I think I like her but they are both hypocrites. They go to church on Sunday morning then go out and get geeked out. HUH? Well at least he is going to hell high...

Speaking of EXH, he is doing the "in love" thing again. Like he wants to pay child support and take care of things again. Ummm well that is all good but honey it is has been 4 and a half years since that baby was born. Out of that time, I think we may have gotten a few hundred (and that is being generous, more like a few tens). And you don't have a job still (goin on 11 months) so unless you are plannin on shitting cash, there is no use in talking about it, is there?