i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
F to the U to the C to the K with a Y O U on the way

Today we had a hearing regarding the child support. Chip and i took off work to go up there and sit in a little office and hear some government employee tell us that the happiness and wellbeing of The Ronica's whole family, herself included, doesn't matter to the State of Texas Attourney General. The Guidelines matter. regardless of the fact that i make good money and have a second income in my household & despite the fact that Myste is a Domestic Engineering Goddess and they have two other children, they still want to take more money out of the mouths of those TWO boys and blow it on The Ronica because The Guidelines tell them to.


FUCK THAT, FUCK THEM, FUCK THIS SHIT.


we smiled, i wrote off the past due from his job change, we signed the paperwork and i looked her right in the eye and told her i would just send it on over to them when it gets in.


it was the most usless and pointless waste of my afternoon since i had a stomach virus and spent my afternoon in the bathroom shitting and puking. at least it wasn't as painful . . . and the good news is that we don't have to do this again until she is 16.


2 million dollars! wine & caviar!

confessed on Wednesday, Sept. 07, 2005