He Expected a Fight and Other Epiphanies
mr horrible flew 1400 miles expecting a fight. He got polite indifference and watched me leave for class without telling him anything. What changed wasn't him. It was me.
Labors Lost: Laments on the Thankless Nature of Raising Someone Else’s Child
Reflecting on the thankless nature of raising someone else's child. Being a step-parent isn't easy. Who knew?
Hey, mr horrible, You suck.
I know he won’t read this, ever. But I feel like if I don’t rant on this somehow, it is going to fester and rot inside of me. I try not to spend time thinking about the waste of space that is mr horrible. However, sometimes he just manages to do or say something that gets under my skin, and all I want to do is punch him in the throat.
Fuck Father’s Day
Father's Day used to mean something. But when the father of your children is a douchebag, what is there to celebrate? Not all men make good fathers.
