Fuck everyone else!

Today I got an email from my dad saying that I should be careful of what I write I'm my blog. He said, who knows who is reading it? All I got to say is fuck the ex wife and her pussy licking boyfriend, fuck the child support enforcement cunt assigned to my case, fuck the creditors and for that matter, fuck you.

Like I've ever given a shit. In high school I can remember the principle telling me, "You have a serious attitude problem". I would calmly explain to him, that as I saw it, HE was the one with the problem with MY attitude; therefore it was really HIS attitude problem. . . fuck you very much.

After making Buster's bag lunch and breakfast I went back to sleep and stayed in bed till noon. Felt good!

Got up, worked in my planner, back to evaluating roles and governing values. What matters most. My kids do. I made plans to drive over the mountains on Wednesday and see them.

Polished up a couple sets of cups and prepared them to be shipped. Cut the grass, did some laundry and went to a meeting with a lawyer who will help me for free.

He recommended that I meet the courts requirements as far as drug evaluations and random drug tests go, get some documentation from the drug evaluator and we'll file some papers with the court once that has been done. So, that's what I'll do.

More cups orders to fill tomorrow, and of course the Tuesday Night Session.

Buster was in a bit of a mood today. we talked about how we were feeling and what we could do about it. We have an excellent relationship and I am very proud of him. Here is Busta John's Blog