No...It really means, no.

So as most of you know from my previous post on “Why I Hate Relationships” you would know that I am divorced finally. Not that I can really complain because it went smoothly, which I know for some if you is not the case. I like to share my stories because I find them very entertaining on how fucked up my relationships are.

Take for instance our house. When we decided that divorce was the best answer to our problems another one occured. Normally soon to be exes fight over who gets the house. Well what happens when neither of you want it. Well the answer is simple you both move out. The only problem with that is I am broke and can’t afford to move out and pay for two houses. So I stayed in the house but got a roomate anyway.

So at first I had a roommate which was awesome because I had help with everything… But unfortunately now they have had to move out and now it is a fight between my ex and I because he is an ass and says that I don’t know how to clean… Of course I know how to clean I am a woman! Isn’t that what we were brought on this earth to do cook and clean… That’s why we have small feet right? Stand closer to the sink…

What woman in her right mind believes that! Its bullshit that we women have to deal with this.

Then comes the crap about how I have to many nice things still of the sudden. He thinks I stole a set of tires to pay for my brand new 42″ tv. Ha like those tires would be worth that. Its not my fault that he wastes all of his money on beer because he is an alcoholic douche bag.

I am just glad that I got rid of him before it was to late… And I am also glad that all of you in readerville will listen to my sorrows…