God of Thunder and Rock'n'Roll (archmage) wrote,
God of Thunder and Rock'n'Roll

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OK, *THIS* I don't need...

You ever see 'Raiders of the Lost Ark'? Where Indiana Jones asks "Snakes...why did it have to be snakes?" That's what I've got going on right now. Of all the days, why today, why did it have to be Chamblin whining to me?

She pops up on my AIM (thank the goddess I was at lunch), asking me if I would take some time next weekend, while they are up here, to talk to Ian and explain to him why I am not around anymore. Apparently he keeps asking for me (See? I haven't even been in the same STATE as the boys for a month now, and they STILL want me!). I dropped her an e-mail letting her know I was gonna be gone all weekend (Mick and Auralee's wedding), and that she should just tell him the facts, and the longer she held out, the harder it would be, on her and him. Well, she pops up later, and I'm here, and gets whiny with me, about how he just won't let up and she doesn't wanna tell him that I'm 'not his Daddy anymore'.

See what I mean? She won't take respponsibility for them, and doesn't even consider the fact that if they are asking for me, bringing them to SEE me isn't going to help. I admit I got a little rude with her, telling her to take the responsibility as their mother to get the job done. So she gets offended and logs off, with a bullshit excuse about being on someone else's computer...as if to say, she can get on and chat with me about something that is not immediately important, but she cannot continue when her face gets shoved into something.

Whatever. I can only hope the boys get raised right and good...which pretty much means they need to grow up and be raised by SOMEONE ELSE.

I need to go home and curl up in a dark corner.

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    OK, this is it...I'm out of here. Hopefully, the next time you hear from me, this will all be over.

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