Exhaustion

So I am working on moving my sh*t from one place to another, and now I am babysitting two little kids besides. The reason for the latter is that their mother is dumb enough to get on a motorcycle with a drunk. Road rash is a bitch, and so is she.

So now Miss Congeniality has found out I have her kids and has her panties in a wad that her ex can actually, you know, go to work instead of babysitting his children while she wallows around in self-inflicted agony.

By the time you read this, I may have been arrested for kidnapping. She threatened my brother with that bullsh*t, but didn't mention it when she called me. Because she knows I don't cave to her threats. Bring it on, you f*cking c*nt.

It is extremely tiring not to talk badly about her in front of her children, but I really do try. She puts them in horrible situations, spreading her legs for anyone who will pay her rent for the month and not caring if they're, say, a violent offender who beat someone in front of her son or has felony theft and felony arson convictions. His rap sheet is truly a site to behold.

I blame my brother for this sh*t, because he doesn't go to the court and get a protective order against the current "fiance". He caves into her threats and manipulations, believing she'll take his kids away. I understand that, but after the beating in front of his son, he should have marched his *ss to the nearest judge for a protective order.

*ssholes, all of them.

Posted by Jenelle at July 19, 2007 10:42 PM | TrackBack