Wednesday, September 16, 2009
entry in the journal of life
Here is one more sign of the pathetic state my life has reached. I went golfing with my wife yesterday because she asked me to. On the second fairway, I got off the cart, hit the ball, and she drove away and left me there. Oh, she pleaded a mental lapse, which is possible, but I choose to believe it was malice.
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Could it not be both? Could she not have become so malicious toward you that she can do it without even thinking about it?
If the tires squealed as she left, you'll know the answer
And this is only one example of how mistreated I am. I could go on and on ...
I want to know what you said to her before she drove off and left you there... come on- you must have said something :)
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