Lawwy is getting divorced, and is worried about child custody.
Well, lately I’m going through a very hectic divorce. Yes, I’ve split up and moved away from my now ex-significant other.
So, Christine finally kicked his sorry, leeching ass out of the apartment. You go, girl!
. . . it’s all about who gets the custody and visitation and when and where (I’ll probably get the kid on the weekends).
Way to get out of taking the kid to pre-school, doctor’s appointments, etc., on weekdays, Larry. Wouldn’t want that responsibility, now, would you?
I’d like to thank all of my friends . . . all of my very supportive friends–all 2,500 of you–on Facebook . . .
Did they each send him a dollar?
I have a roof over my head. It’s a room… cozy… $500 a month with utilities (I know peeps), and for a Native New Yorker and Bohemian like myself it will suit me just fine.
For a welfare recipient, it’ll have to suit him just fine.
I feel as if I’ll get more work done now. Perhaps better work, as I’ll be able to concentrate.
Yeah, there’s nothing like having a pesky rugrat around to prevent you from earning your keep. Of course, not having the kid around means no more excuses, too. It cuts both ways, Daggy.
I’d like to also thank you for your privacy concerning all these family matters at this time.
Which must be why he’s posted a public entry on WordPress about it.
In case Lawwy decides to delete his blog entry — in the interest of the privacy he seeks (wink, wink) — I have a screenshot after the cut.