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    Divorced. Now what?,  Living Single

    Pump Your Brakes

    January 22, 2014 /No Comments

    Recently, I needed to have my truck fixed. It so happened that the tow truck driver who arrived for my roadside assistance knew a guy who could fix it for cheap, and more importantly, do the repair that afternoon. Great!

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  • Divorced. Now what?

    Miss Me, Miss Me Good

    January 17, 2014 /No Comments

    It is 2014, the dawn of a new year and everything is going great until I get a text out of the blue that disrupts my calm… it’s a text message from mr horrible. What does he have to say to me? Something stupid about how he misses me and he wonders if I miss him. Dude, no.

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  • Divorced. Now what?

    Studies Show Textbook Douchebaggery Causes Irritation

    October 25, 2013 /No Comments

    Mr. Horrible accidentally texted me instead of his girlfriend. A smiley face he never once sent me in 14 years. That about covers it.

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    Tales from the High Road

    September 16, 2013 /No Comments

    My brother asked for my help moving, then slept through it. A rant about flaky people, ignored texts, and why the high road was the only road left.

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Writing about the random ass shit going on in my life since 2007. I pull no punches and use salty language. Read at your own risk.

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