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Well folks, as ruled by a judge in a court of law, I am officially "exotic". I'd like to thank all the little people for making this award possible. I will do my best to uphold this title as best I can. Oh yeah, and I want world peace and stuff.
The Short Version
Jenn (my roommate) and I ended up at an emergency hearing after her not-yet-ex-husband and his mommy violated their joint custody arrangement and kept Jenn's daughter from her for 2 two months while claiming that she was neglectful and I was abusive. It went to court and the judge ruled that none of the claims warranted any concern and that the original joint custody arrangement should be followed until the permanent divorce/custodial hearing.
( The Really Really Long Version )
There's nothing worse than using a child as a pawn and falsely accusing someone of parental neglect or abuse for no purpose other than vengeance. That's just sick and wrong and the lowest of lows, and since I'm not willing to sink to that level, I've decided to help them better prepare for their next court case against me instead. After all, if you can't laugh at being falsely accused of taking your 1 year old to bondage parties at roach motels, then what can you laugh at? Here are some more of my deep dark secrets they might discover "evidence" of while snooping around my journal and website looking for more ammo.
Here's me back when I was prostituting at 9 months pregnant.
The "laundry room" is so big that I'm thinking of turning it into a sweat shop. I could move Caitlin into Sierra's room and then move Sierra to this new room. It looks quite cozy, doesn't it? The AC doesn't work all that well but the heat kicks ass. And she'll be closer to her sister's new room too.
The store was all out of Hokey Pokey Elmos and Swan Lake Barbies this year, so here's what I got Sierra, and here's what I got Morgan for Christmas instead.
I also got Morgan a new costume for the next bondage party I take her to. Isn't it cute? She's gonna be a furry.
I've recently been reading some parenting books like...umm...you know - books on parenting and I've also been trying to figure out a way to discipline the kids without yelling, spanking, or time-out. So I've decided from now on I'm just going to beat them with wet noodles and then chain them to large stone turtles when they're bad.
*No Elmos were harmed and no children were actually chained to large stone turtles during the making of this entry. The stories you have just read are fictional, and any resemblance to pregnant prostitutes or children chained to large stone turtles, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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