Back, With Temporary Computer Access! (Hooray, Hooray!)
Date Friday, March 29, 2024 - 03:08 AM PST
Topic Experiences


Thanks to everyone for their congratulations/condolences/advice! You all deserve - drumroll please - another update!
Baby update - morning sickness has begun, after my entertaining hopes that I was going to skip out on that part of it altogether! Hooray for saltines and gingerale!

Boyfriend update - still behaving himself. I am struggling to retain the "I-told-you-so's", seeing that after a week and a half spent living with his ex, she skipped off with her summer boyfriend when she was supposed to be at her mom's, and when she came back, and he was about to show the punk that she had aborted said punk's baby (she said she had a miscarraige) she punched him in the face, breaking a tooth, and tried to strangle him. The loser punk then went to the neighbor's and called the cops - on my boyfriend! They led him away in handcuffs in front of his kids without even reading him his rights, and now he isn't allowed to see his ex, and he has to stick around to the end of December for his court date. And he never even laid a finger on her. So he's back living with me, though he also knows that he better treat me right, or he's out on the street. In the meantime, I'm enjoying his company (when he is good, he is very, very good) and also enjoying the position of power I have right now. And the stress of patching his depressed, suicidal head back together is less than the stress of wondering where rent was going to come from, so that's a plus. Anyway, I'm good at patching him together. And he listens to me now, because he knows he screwed up big time. So if he can stay behaving himself, great! And if he can't, at least I got another month's rent out of him, and some yummy sex! (Oh yeah, he's sleeping in my bed now, instead of on the couch! Eat that, psycho slut!)

Psycho slut update - Well, well, well! Karma wins the day. While I have a baby growing inside of me, she has... cancer! Found that out at her post-abortion check-up. Cervical cancer. Level 4. I thought that rather appropriate. I have life in me, she has death. A physical manifestation of a spiritual truth. And I didn't have to lift a finger against her. I've never even gone so far as to yell at her. Her own life hexes her without me having to do a thing. So she'll probably have to have her uterus amputated, and have all sorts of nasty therapy, if she survives at all. Is it so horrible of me to be filled with a sort of grim satisfaction about this? And I read that some of the ways to increase your risk of this kind of cancer is to have sex too soon with too many people. Karma, karma, karma. I like karma.

I told my mom about my pregnancy, and she took it fairly calmly. She'll tell my dad and my brother. Today I'll have to tell my employer, since I missed work yesterday due to morning sickness. Maybe that will mean more evening hours, since I generally feel fine then. And the boyfriend was so bored, that he rented another computer, under his name, to occupy his time with. So I'm back for the time being!
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