Most days, its hard to keep up! I couldn’t post to this blog every day if I wanted to, because most of the time I’m busy catching my breath and trying to figure out what the hell is going on now.
Its not his kid.
On Monday she went to the doctor, who told her she was 11 weeks pregnant. J was still living in southern Illinois with the weirdos at that time and its about 3-1/2 weeks off of when he could have gotten her pregnant. Which is actually ok, cuz turns out, she’s a psychotic, mean, rude person and they were really struggling to even stand being in the same room with each other for more than 5 minutes. J was spending all his time trying to make her happy and being super nice to her, while she spent her days trying to figure out how to make him miserable and treating him like the dog shit on the bottom of her shoe. They have now broken up (thank God!) and she has contacted the REAL father of her child, who has no problem signing the papers to give it up for adoption (which is what she wants to do), because he wants nothing to do with her (see a pattern here?).
Stick around for 5 minutes – I’m pretty sure there will be a new girl with a new drama problem of some sort for you all to come and read about.