Bam Jenkins, Attourney at Law (vkyuusai) wrote,
Bam Jenkins, Attourney at Law

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Yesterday (sunday) was quite odd.

I got my kids in the morning, 11ish. Shannon came and picked us up and we went to her house so my kids could play with her kids. That was fine and dandy, except my kids were awfully whiney while we were there, and even worse on the trip back.

Their mother came to pick them up around 6, at which time we got into an argument because I told her that the kids don't like her new boyfriend, Robby. She tried to say it was my fault they didn't, when all I've ever said to them regarding Robby was "If you don't like him, don't talk to him".

About an hour later, I called Rhonda to confirm I could have the kids next sunday, and Robby answered. He starts the conversation with "I'm 6 foot and 250 pounds." Who the fuck starts a conversation like that? I ask him if I can talk to Rhonda, and he proceeds to tell me I'll never see her or my kids again.

I don't really want to see Rhonda, because I know she's nothing but bad for me, but I'll be damned if some pompous motherfucker I don't even know is going to tell me I can't see my kids. I ended up blowing up on him, which resulted in him saying "If you talk any more shit I'm calling the cops" and he hung up on me. Yeah Rhonda, real winner you picked there.

After that, I did some cleaning around the house, and about 4 hours ago, I bleached my hair and dyed it red. It ended up brighter than I intended, but I still like it. Kinda a Ben Affleck in Daredevil thing going on.

I am still lonely, but I'm beginning to think I like it that way. I doubt anyone will find me soon, and I doubt I will find them.

Maybe it's the way it's meant to be. *shrugs*

In other news, my baby brother turns 21 today and I finally got a vote on facethejury (7).
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