Good news: I HAVE A DATE!
Bad news: It’s a court date+.
Worse news: My legal bill just arrived.
+ for my divorce. Finally.
the other side of the mountain
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Good news: I HAVE A DATE!
Bad news: It’s a court date+.
Worse news: My legal bill just arrived.
+ for my divorce. Finally.
the other side of the mountain 
ouch kyk.
That’s just nasty.
Good luck with court. It’s much like a sausage factory – they make mince meat out of you, package it all up and send it out to the dogs.
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Lordy! Aren’t you the lucky bastard. Its been so long since I saw any progress, I’m wondering if I still have a lawyer.
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Hectic. I can’t pretend to know what you’re going through, but i do sympathise.
All the best with that.
P.S Need i remind you that you actually do have a date. with the chaotic and lovely peas 🙂
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P.P.S. i know it’s random, but I’M AT THE TOP OF THE LIST ———->>
Wikid. Thanks Kyk
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Here’s to hoping it’ll be
a cut-and-dry momentas quick and painfree as possible.LikeLike
o kak kyk!
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That’s pretty crap! Wear your best suit – they always rule in favour of the one that looks the least dodgy!
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Like, dude, isn’t this over yet? Sheesh. What’s taking Guiness so long to call you coz this MUST be breaking some kind of a record – most painful, most bitter, most longest, most expensive. Poor thing :(((
Still laughing at the squatter thing. That was freaking hilarious.
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That’s cheating. I clicked on ‘more…’ and settled in with my morning java to have a good, juicy read (I do live vicariously through you, you know) only to have the cyber equivalent of a bucket of cold water thrown on me.
PS What Angel said
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Good luck hon..
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eish
met ys ja, met ys
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Good luck Kyk…
Man I’m really jealous of all the cool kids moving over to WordPress, I really just don’t have the guts to do it. Really like your new look as well.
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jam: I always wanted to work with animals.
salman: Check your haemoglobin levels. I think you’ll find you still have a lawyer.
other-duke: Not quite. SHE has date with ME 😉 The random thing is fun, isn’t it?
anne: It’s okay, I’ve built up quite an immunity already.
angel: Hey, that almost rhymes.
spoon: Oh crap. I’m in real trouble, aren’t I?
lyn: Believe it or not, this is pretty average. So kids, don’t try this at home.
andrea: Cheating? Who sez? Sorry about the cold water. Can I send you the cyber equivalent of a towel?
shutterjane: Thanks. Going to need it.
esther: Nah, just cold water according to Andrea.
wezzo: Don’t worry, we’ll save you a spot.
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Hehe, please do 🙂
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Am I correct in assuming there won’t be a second “date”?
Court rooms are hardly suitable venues for making a good impression.
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And there I was getting all excited for you and then I clicked the ‘more’ button.
Bummer dude.
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chitty: Let’s hope so. Dear God, let’s hope so!
terri: Just spreading the joy around a little.
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Aaah, Kyk…but then it’s done…(small consolation…)
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You mustn’t do these cut in half posts … with all the ‘meat’ in a link – that’s just not fair at all. 🙂
Like Terri, I also was going to start doing a rah rah cheer in anticipation of a juicy blow-by-blow account of the romantic ‘date’ to come (puns might be intended, don’t ask me … erm)
Anyway moving along … wear your lowliest outfit, don’t brush your hair or have a shower, bum money and food/cold drinks/fags outside and let the court dudes see you doing that. It’s genetic – women ALWAYS get tarted up to the nines when they go to court – so the judge might just decide you need your dosh more than she does … I’m full of bright, useless tips me. 🙂
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haha Luke great minds must think alike cos I was going give that same advice but what with me being a woman and all I figured I’d be burned at the stake for being a traitor 😀
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I think I am braindead coz I ain’t got a word to add here…
just…here’s to the end of it all!
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Ouch… the sting in the tail!
At least then you can get on with your life!
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I will raise a glass to you razing what needs razing.
May the dust settle soon, and not on you.
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dolce: I’ll take my consolation where I can get it.
luke: As fun as that all that may sound, Mrs K & I actually have a settlement agreement in place (she gets everything, except my fillings and an amusingly-shaped potato – not that I’m complaining, because I still have rhythm and music. Yeah! Who’s smiling now, you greedy bitch?), so this court appearance is supposed to be a ‘formality’.
terri: Quite right. Although, aren’t traitors stoned? Doesn’t sound so bad, actually.
geena: Hear hear.
delboy: I think I got off lightly compared to you, mate.
lori: Burn baby, burn.
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Considering The Chitster is now going to make a killing financially in the food world, he’ll be happy to pay that bill for you. I hope this goes as smoothly as a crummy situation possibly can. So, have you given thought to what you’ll be doing with all your free time once you don’t have to hunt down and threaten lawyers?
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OUCH!
You had me from Good News….DOH!
Well atleast you can get on with it and get it over with…
the no-mans land of separation was so worrisome and depressing for me…sort of a purgatorial prison, but closer to hell than heaven.
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My court date is on Monday, 1pm… skitsnack, as they say here…
And I’m tired of going to another blog to get here, adding you to my links, whether you like it or not.
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livewire: I’m gonna go to law school.
homo escapeons: You say purgatory, I say limbo. Potayto, potahto.
misty: Well, I might just have to do the same, so there!
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Back from my date. Now I am an officially separated woman. Gotta wait 18 months or so to divorce now… Oh hell…
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Oh Kyk this is horrible indeed.
Just so you know, I’m definitely booked to be in Cape Town early December. I know it sounds like a while away, and it is, but no time nor space can take away my prize, surely not?
*Unless you get remarried.
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misty: Ugh. That scores a definite zero on the fun-o-meter. I hope you don’t have to wait that long.
peas: Your prize is safe. If by some bizarre twist of fate I do find myself remarried between then and now, I’ll be sure to include it in the antenuptial contract 😉
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I’m not sure which is the lesser evil, the waiting around not knowing when it will come, or the conscious countdown that ticks in your mind when you have something to fix on, and then the flat anti-climactic feeling when it’s all over and you suddenly have nowhere to direct your angst.
It’s light at the end of the tunnel, but you still don’t know which end you’re going to come out.
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