September 17, 2011

a bright new future

dear custody battle diary,

i called the unibomber's mother a few minutes ago and asked her to come and reclaim her son. i got to thinking earlier, i've had him longer than she ever did. i think it is time he went on back home. she didn't want him. i upped the ante by offering child support and weekend visitation at my house and she still wouldn't commit. fucking i sure do know why. the unibomber is driving me up one side of the wall and down the other today and i cant take it and now he is playing that same stupid little dumb ass tune on his electric guitar again. you know which one i am talking about right, the one if i hear one more time ima snap? NADIA'S THEME. for fuck's sake. he denies trying to mix wham! in with it at times, but i can hear it, i have an ear for careless whisper. even the dogs leave now when he gets the guitar down off the wall. prince william asked me the other day, "mom, how do you live with all that? we be hearin' it over here." being deaf really comes in super handy. i'll find him an apartment complex someday where all the residents are deaf and he can just live there and be king of that high rise castle. that way when he does decide to finally talk, he can shave off his zztop beard so his new neighbors can tell him to shut the fuck up when they read his lips.