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THE FATHER SENT THIS MESSAGE REGARDING MY INQUIRY ON THE STATUS OF THE DIVORCE:
Michelle has been out of work for some time, exhausting her savings
that she planned to use to fund the divorce.
She regrets her situation, but at this point, she cannot fund it 100%
and must require you to split the costs 50%/50%, being a compliant and
prompt as is possible.
I WROTE:
If that is the case, then I will have to contact the lawyer to rewrite
the documents for the divorce and we will split the house. Our original
agreement was you folks pay for divorce, you receive 100% of house. If I
pay for 50% of divorce, I receive 50% of house. That simple. You let me
know what you decide.
Painting of house will commence when there is definate progress on this
issue. You folks going to be lazy about getting the divorce moving, I'm
going to be just as lazy about painting house.
THEN HE WROTE:
If you do, then the cost of the lawyer will be 100% yours... and Michelle will obtain her own lawyer.... I would not be surprised if her attorney will flood your with motions, etc. and drive your legal fees up and up... that is what happens in the natural course of a contested divorce settlement (I KNOW... until she came to her senses and controlled her lawyer, Michelle's Mom's lawyer did just that.
50% of the house ? THAT is a joke... legally and functionally... especially given you are only one of three on the mortgage... If you decide to press that point, that will mean I must sue you for skipping out on the rent and upkeep, and repairs on the house (the ENTIRE remediation of your father's smoking and the additional damage (lack of sale, due to that), and recover 1/3 of ALL the mortgage payments and other expenses that I have paid.... Can you afford to hire as good a lawyer as I can afford to hire ? Do you REALLY want to go to war ? For both our economic sakes, I hope not, but, do not be deceived by my distance from Gore Bay, I WILL pursue this to its fullest.
I will try to make sure Michelle comes up with as much as she is able relative to the divorce, but you will have to contribute for two reasons:
1) You both participated in the cause of the divorce
2) You both will benefit, emotionally and by getting on with your life because of the divorce.
I have been waiting for you to keep a promise to me... when you do, I will be in a better position to have Michelle increase her ability to fund more than 50% of the diorce action. I have been more than patient relative to waiting for the house's remediation. You promissed me your father would NOT smoke in the house. I was MOST explicit on that condition for you two to rent the house. He smaked anyway, knowing, I am sure the prohibition. Now it is time to step up and remediate his damage to the house and my ability to sell it. When ?
Jack
I RESPONDED WITH:
I'm not interested in negotiations. I am not interested in a pissing contest. My name is on the deed for the house. Take it to a reasonable intelligent lawyer with the actual facts and see how far you get. |
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MY WIFE EMAILED ME:
You want the divorce so much, you pay for it. I'm not wasting my money
on you. Get the papers to me, you'll have them back the next day,
signed.
Hugs and kisses,
Michelle
p.s. You're still boring.
I RESPONDED WITH:
I love being boring, at least I am real and honest. You are so delusional.
Here's the terms, as discussed a zillion times.
PICK ONE!!! PICK ONE!!! PICK ONE!!!
A. If I pay 100% of divorce, I receive 100% of house.
B. If I pay 50% of divorce, I receive 50% of house. You and your father can split your 50%, greedy bitch.
C. If one of you numb nuts pay for 100% of divorce, you will receive 100% of house. I will, out of my own pocket, hire professional painters to paint the entire house as soon as the lawyer gives me the green light that you twits are actually doing something. So lightening fast you won't believe your eyes. Maybe even I will stop spreading the rumor around town that it is a shitty worthless house and someone might actually want to invest in it! Who knows!! At least when they ask if it is for sale, I definitely promise to stop rolling my eyes about it.
D. Don't make a decision, fuck around and watch the house rot into the ground. How exciting!! I bet we can sell tickets on this event! You'll still be married, sweetheart!
E. Foreclose on the house and forever Dylon's good name and credit will be ruined. Not. And you'll still be married to sweet Dilly Pie!
PICK ONE!!! PICK ONE!!! PICK ONE!!!
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Now I might not have friends on my friends list, because for me, Livejournal is just a tool, a means of communication. I don't need to stroke my ego. I don't need the illusions. Obviously, my wife does. What a sorry loser she is. I've been waiting for over two years for my divorce, which is in her most uncapable hands. It's a simple divorce, she gets everything, I get the divorce. Lucky her, right? Then why the hell doesn't she, as Niki says, "JUST DO IT". Here, is a fine example of my latest attempted communications with her using Livejournal. Yeah, I look like an asshole, but you do what you have to do.
FROM HER 4th-Aug-2005 12:51 am
I should have known that making a personal post public instead of keeping it, like all the others, private would come to this.
My fabulous and charming husband, whom I shall henceforth refer to as Gobshite, has decided that he simply cannot pretend we never met each other, as I've been doing with various rates of success since the fateful and joyous day that I escaped his (as you'll soon see) tender mercies.
Gobshite has, in his own inimitable fashion, had another spastic fit wherein he tries to address some inadequacy of his own by being nasty. Thing is, he's really bad at it. There's no style in it at all, and it's kind of embarrassing that I'd marry someone this boring. It's all pretty lame. Here, read for yourself.
FROM ME (RESPONDING TO A PREVIOUS POST, WHICH LATER SHE DELETED) Dear Wifie Poo, There is no such place as Eight Mile Point on Manitoulin Island. Really reflects on how much you wanted "the life" here together in this place you seem to enjoy painting a visual picture of, but can't even remember the simple details. You could have even goggled that one, sweetheart, just typed: manitoulin "mile point" in the search engine, and VA-LA! This is my home, honey, it never was yours. Not once, not ever. So babble about Jersey or some other shithole that you actually, truly know, because you definitely do not know the island. You were never a part of this place. You spewed vile venom on every single beautiful place I took you on this island and every waking moment your body resided here, you were disgusted with the island. You never appreciated this place, so don't pretend that you did with cheap trick and lies, you're just a fake. A wanna-be. Phony. I see right through you. Just another fabrication for the queen attention whore, my dear wife.
FROM HER And my response, just in case you care:
Yes, yes, I'm the root of all evil.
I've heard this tune before, hon. You really should learn to sing something new. Hey, how about "I'm thirty years old and still making under $10k a year and living with Daddy" or "I fucked a cheap ho in the back of a cargo van"?
No, no, while those might be true, they've got a good beat but you can't dance to them. Try, "My brood-mare ditched my bastard with an adoptive family after kicking my lumpy ass out of her house". That one's a top-ten smash hit in the making. I know *I* would buy the single.
I also find it amusing how my getting the name wrong-- I've always been lousy with names-- is the catalyst for this fanfaronnade of foulness. But then, when your dick's as small as his, it's no surprise he'd be so obsessed with length. Oh dear god, how I wish I were joking.
So this journal is now friends-only, with the exception of fic-- that will continue to be public. I anticipate Gobshite to weigh in on those posts when he simply can't contain his husbandly sentiment any longer and must express it or bust. But that's a good thing-- I can always use something to laugh about.
FROM ME 4th-Aug-2005 12:28 pm - For my wife, the chicken shit
Get it?? Duh?? This will send you running, crying to Daddy$$$
Hiding behind your chicken shit excuses and "friends". Afraid to talk to me? Afraid of confrontation? You are so LAME. Just get your facts straight, sweetheart, the cheap ho never existed, neither did the van nor half the bullshit you probably believed. That was a fictional story written just for your entertainment that got boring to write. It's truly amusing that you actually believed that ridiculous drama. The lovely lady that I have been sharing my wonderful life with for the past 2 plus years is raising the bastard child, as you called it, with me, as a family. The family you wanted. She is way more capable of handling a responsibility you were never fit for, lazy worthless bitch. She is the mother to my child that you always begged for, but were just way too... well, you know what you really are and why I never wanted that sort of life with you for what you are. I can't believe you really ever thought that I would have a child with you. I can’t believe that you are leeching off your Grandmother. You don’t own a house, you don’t own a car, you aren’t even capable of finding suitable employment. You are unable to be on your own and take care of yourself. You are just claiming other people’s possessions for your own selfish righteous campaign to be queen attention whore. Get some therapy, then get the fucking divorce, get your sorry for shit house you left behind that I am freely offering to you, and get the fuck out of my life, Wifie Poo. I am disgusted to still be married to you. You are filth. I heard you were up to 350 lbs. How repulsive, who would ever want to fuck you. Cunt, you spread your legs only when it suited your own needs, and then played the guilt trip violin to manipulate me into doing your bidding. You don’t even have the guts to stand up for yourself, to look someone in the eye and be honest. Honesty never fit into your program. Our marriage is and always has been a lie. A decent person would have ended it months ago, but you are just using it for your own self pity party. What a fucking example you are.
4th-Aug-2005 12:33 pm - I love the way how you have to run and hid, stupid, get the divorce, then it is done. Over. Finish.
I think we've been apart longer than we were married. That right there is the reason to finish the divorce. I'm sick of your excuses. You have no reasonable reason to still be married to me. It's not even a tax advantage in the US. This has been in your hands for the past 2 years, this has been your responsibility... Do you want to be free? Don't you want the divorce, I'm really starting to wonder otherwise. It must be so great to be married to a husband you haven't seen in over two years, who wants absolutely nothing more than to be done with you. Well, then, actually do something about it, dumb ass. All it is, is a fucking signature on a single document. How hard is that? You brag about writting thousands of words, but you can't even sign your fucking name. You must be brillant!
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4th-Aug-2005 12:37 pm - Hey folks,
If I have to be an asshole in the opinions of my wife's friends, in order to get my divorce, that I have been waiting for over 2 years to be finalized... then be good pals to my wife, and tell her to get the fucking divorce and take everything! It would really be a blessing. |
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