1. MWAHAHAHA! I like it better with the ie, anyway. Pfft!
2. Hopefully in a good way. :)
3. YAY GREEN
4. Well, that certain makes sense.
5. Maybe? Or it might be a picture of my mom. I tend to hide pictures of me. But I did post a lot of Grand Canyon pictures at one point.
6. *squirrel noise*
7. Not a sore point anymore. Here, have a mini-history.
He isn't around. My mom and dad got divorced when I was two. Mom had custody, dad paid child support. Until he lost his job and couldn't. They he slacked on it for many, many years. I would visit him (and his new family, he got remarried) once a week. On Sundays, which was unfortunate because they were practicing Catholics.
I made the mistake of telling mom I was scared of him (I wasn't used to men in my life, especially loud men with temper problems). Mom told him. He yelled at me about it.
I moved to Seattle and stopped seeing him. We moved back to AZ, then to NE.
Mom got lawyers to make dad pay back child support when I was 15.
I moved back to AZ.
When I was 17, I saw him in person for the last time. He came by to give me back x-rays of my teeth (there was talk of trying to fix my upper cuspits which are still baby teeth, at the time) and we talked for all of two minutes. I don't think we even hugged. Later that year, he called to yell at me because my grades were abismal because I was ditching school a lot. That was the last time I talked to him until 2001.
When I was 18, he had to pay all my back child support in one lump sum and I used to money to get an apartment.
When I was 21, he somehow found my number and called to tell me he'd been diagnosed with diabetes and that it might be genetic. Later that year, I got a Christmas card from him telling me he'd e-mailed me but he guessed he'd asked too many questions because he never got a response (I probably accidentally deleted it with spam). I wrote back saying I never got his e-mail and giving him my correct e-mail address, but he never tried to re-establish contact.
I now live literally four miles away from him, but we still haven't talked. I sent him a Christmas card in 2002, but nada. Honestly? I'm okay with it. He's never been a part of my life, really. I would have no idea what to do with him. And he certainly wouldn't know what to do with me. I'm mouthy and I wouldn't get him the respect he thinks he deserves. *shrug*
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2. Hopefully in a good way. :)
3. YAY GREEN
4. Well, that certain makes sense.
5. Maybe? Or it might be a picture of my mom. I tend to hide pictures of me. But I did post a lot of Grand Canyon pictures at one point.
6. *squirrel noise*
7. Not a sore point anymore. Here, have a mini-history.
He isn't around. My mom and dad got divorced when I was two. Mom had custody, dad paid child support. Until he lost his job and couldn't. They he slacked on it for many, many years. I would visit him (and his new family, he got remarried) once a week. On Sundays, which was unfortunate because they were practicing Catholics.
I made the mistake of telling mom I was scared of him (I wasn't used to men in my life, especially loud men with temper problems). Mom told him. He yelled at me about it.
I moved to Seattle and stopped seeing him. We moved back to AZ, then to NE.
Mom got lawyers to make dad pay back child support when I was 15.
I moved back to AZ.
When I was 17, I saw him in person for the last time. He came by to give me back x-rays of my teeth (there was talk of trying to fix my upper cuspits which are still baby teeth, at the time) and we talked for all of two minutes. I don't think we even hugged. Later that year, he called to yell at me because my grades were abismal because I was ditching school a lot. That was the last time I talked to him until 2001.
When I was 18, he had to pay all my back child support in one lump sum and I used to money to get an apartment.
When I was 21, he somehow found my number and called to tell me he'd been diagnosed with diabetes and that it might be genetic. Later that year, I got a Christmas card from him telling me he'd e-mailed me but he guessed he'd asked too many questions because he never got a response (I probably accidentally deleted it with spam). I wrote back saying I never got his e-mail and giving him my correct e-mail address, but he never tried to re-establish contact.
I now live literally four miles away from him, but we still haven't talked. I sent him a Christmas card in 2002, but nada. Honestly? I'm okay with it. He's never been a part of my life, really. I would have no idea what to do with him. And he certainly wouldn't know what to do with me. I'm mouthy and I wouldn't get him the respect he thinks he deserves. *shrug*