Poo Platter - Serving up lifes plate of shit.

It's 1:50 am and the kids will be up and bringing the shit storm by 7:00 am at the latest. From about 11:00pm to the time I can fall asleep is the only time I get to myself these days. I mean I can't even remember the last time I went to the bathroom in peace. Doing this more or less on my own has been absolutely crazy I do have to say that this is by far the most rewarding job I have ever had but it is definitely not appreciated by most.

It has been a challenging 6 months of separation leading to this divorce and as much as I said forget dating ever again it's now forget not dating. It's time to move on I tried to do whatever I could to salvage something but like with everything in life sometimes it's just a lost cause. We both want different things in life I am focused on a career, my kids and having a family she is focused on chasing her past that she feels she missed out on.

The one thing I have learned from all this is all you can do is try. Oh and forget this crap about it takes years to get over, it's all what you make it. If this is what she really still wants after 6 months then bon voyage I give up.

You can only wait so long. That and I got plenty of swagger left.

Well on a lighter note lets just talk some shit while I listen to some big hair bands.

Now there is gay, lesbian, trans what evers (every time I look there is something new) and then everything else I get it and all that's cool. But then there is Onch.

Onch ?

I honestly am a firm believer that some people just need to be smacked in the head with a brick myself included. Unfortunately I think in this circumstance it would be a lost cause the only thing helping him is if he fell into a wood chipper. He gives everyone a bad name. His tantrums are enough to make me want to slip a 12 gauge in my mouth and relocate the back of my head. For the love of God can we please stop watching reality T.V.

Though it makes the Soup all that much better.

Love to hate him I guess. Honestly the only time I ever want to hear his name again is if someone gives him a Cleveland steamer. Don't click that link unless you really can't live without knowing.

I would love to meet his father though, that has got to be the proudest man in the world.