It's days like these that make me wish I was a kid again
Lesson for the day: Garlic and Butter Rum Life Savers don't go together. Trust me on this one. Gross.
I was going to meet my lawyer after lunch today, so I thought I would get lunch on the way. I stopped at a nice Italian place and on my way out, I realized that my breath probably reeked. I stopped at a vending machine along the way to grab some mints or something but all they had was Butter Rum Life Savers. I loved these as a kid, so I was marginally excited. Then I had one.
Never again.
As I said, I was on my way to my lawyer's office. When I arrived, I was surprised to see Caroline's lawyer there. Caroline's lawyer, not Caroline. I haven't seen Caroline in person for about a month. Her lawyer assured me that she does indeed still exist. I was less than thrilled.
We talked for sometime, and her lawyer made it known that she was willing to discuss joint custody. Of course, being your typical jackass lawyer, he also made it known that after talking with her, he was pushing for her to have sole custody as I am "an actor and therefore not emotionally or physically able to watch or take care of the children." I promptly pointed out that Caroline is a teacher, and therefore not emotionally or physically able to be there all the time either. Combine that with the way she was acting at the time of our break up. Yes, the jackass soon realized that joint custody was the best idea.
I was in a foul mood after that conversation so I went home and called up meredithbrooks and we talked for awhile. She managed to calm me down so that at least I wasn't cussing every other fucking word. Whoops.
So what's going on this weekend? I'm bored and a guy should never be bored while in LA.
I was going to meet my lawyer after lunch today, so I thought I would get lunch on the way. I stopped at a nice Italian place and on my way out, I realized that my breath probably reeked. I stopped at a vending machine along the way to grab some mints or something but all they had was Butter Rum Life Savers. I loved these as a kid, so I was marginally excited. Then I had one.
Never again.
As I said, I was on my way to my lawyer's office. When I arrived, I was surprised to see Caroline's lawyer there. Caroline's lawyer, not Caroline. I haven't seen Caroline in person for about a month. Her lawyer assured me that she does indeed still exist. I was less than thrilled.
We talked for sometime, and her lawyer made it known that she was willing to discuss joint custody. Of course, being your typical jackass lawyer, he also made it known that after talking with her, he was pushing for her to have sole custody as I am "an actor and therefore not emotionally or physically able to watch or take care of the children." I promptly pointed out that Caroline is a teacher, and therefore not emotionally or physically able to be there all the time either. Combine that with the way she was acting at the time of our break up. Yes, the jackass soon realized that joint custody was the best idea.
I was in a foul mood after that conversation so I went home and called up meredithbrooks and we talked for awhile. She managed to calm me down so that at least I wasn't cussing every other fucking word. Whoops.
So what's going on this weekend? I'm bored and a guy should never be bored while in LA.