duet scene

I am not used to alcohol anymore. I drank three 24 oz. Cans of some sort of horrible hi-grav on the way home and I feel it. Long gone are the days of whiskey shots followed by pints. I am a bit drunk, and plan on getting drunker still.

Jules told me it was over. I could deal with that - I saw it coming. But what I didnapos;t see was that sheapos;d take it to a very nasty place. How does one expect to maintain any semblance of decency under those conditions? How does one expect that their soon-to-be ex would be kind and considerate under such circumstances? So much for that. She was an utter cunt, using every stock phrase and rehearsed line her febrile and fevered imagination could muster, and it left me disgusted, angry, and utterly without hope. How am I to even attempt to remain a positive and healthy role model (desperately needed) to her children (one born outside of her sham "marriage"), when confronted with such a barrage of unwarranted insults and vicious jibes?

This is enough for now. She is a thinly disguised character in a yet-to-come novel. I will write more, and truthfully, when I have had more time to think. But until then, we have the Lordapos;s honest truth colored by my interpretation, appearing in these postings.

But until then, Julie "Jules" Catherine Wang, nee Janku, I have but one message - Fuck You.

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