The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Jim
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so I said
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I don't find you attractive
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and the only reason anyone else is nice to you
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is because you're somewhat pretty
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Joe
8:41 PM
>_>
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retard
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Jim
8:41 PM
well
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I didn't fancy her
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Joe
8:41 PM
you should have called her a retard to her face in front of her grandmother
 
Had court today. She refused to go into the courtroom, of course. She tried to get an order of protection on my son, but the judge denied that. However, because she wouldn't come into the courtroom, there was no way to set up a third party to transport him, so I STILL can't see my son.

Then, they're looking at bumping this to a felony, which could (worst case scenario) result in 5-16 years in prison.

It's not enough to tear my heart out? Jesus fucking christ.
 
it was a company bowling thing. cant think)
drunk and acting stupid is fun. smashed my middle toe on my left foot with a chair. hurts like hell. damn IMm drunk
I wanna shit on your face. and then eat the shit off like nachos. yeah bitch say I wont!!!
 
I learned the first quarter or so of the title track on Dimensional Bleedthrough, and it was unsurprisingly technical. Took quite a few tries and I had to remember how to breath afterwards.

I'll tackle the rest later during break, I think.
 
Wow after my last Friday night ended up with me sleeping in my car, last night I went and topped it by sleeping on the floor in the boardroom of my mate's office. My city is the worst place to find a cab. We walked around for an hour trying to get one and gave up.

I'm struggling this morning though. Started drinking at midday and went until midnight with my boss paying for all my drinks.
 
divine_torture:

I'm late to this whole game, but my parents were pretty young (23 and 24) when they divorced. I was two at the time. They both played the lawyer game and I'm fairly certain that my mother had my father thrown in jail on one occasion. They were both perpetually belligerent drunks with control issues at the time, so things naturally got shitty on a regular basis.

My father eventually got to see us every Saturday and Sunday for visitation after about a year of my mom moving myself and my newborn brother around various basements, and it was always a sort of event that we looked forward to. The two remained hostile towards each other and acted like typical competitive faggots until I was about 9; then they both began to chill out to the point of becoming friendly acquaintances a couple of years after that.

The point is, my father went through pretty much the same thing you did (though I have a feeling his case was a tad less "extreme" than yours) and thinking about him recounting his feelings during that time makes me think of the situation you're in. It can be temporary if you make it so, even if your ex is a total cunt.

For what it's worth: Despite some gay shit from ages 5-6 or so, the separation didn't make my childhood suck in any sense. I obviously have no problem talking about it and can't think of any long term problems I've gained as a result.