Dear parent:

I expected you not to be such an ass. I guess we're both disappointed.

WTF, Aims? Why does he get to demand financial reports at the drop of a hat? Tell him that they get put together at the end of the fiscal year so you gotta wait till then.

I gained a hundred pounds over about four years, and I can't seem to get back to what I consider normal for me.

I know how frustrating this is- the exact same thing happened to Tom, only it was more like a hundred pounds over less than 2 years. I'm sorry, Zen- if it helps, you absolutely haven't ruined yourself. I hate that practically everything we're exposed to is telling you that you have.

This is also the same guy that told me last year the the "t" in t-ball stood for "wet t-shirt contest" and proceeded to squirt me IN THE BOOBS with this water bottle.

WHAT!?!?! God, I want to cockpunch him.

I hear you Zen--I've "only" gained about 30 pounds, but a lot of it in the last six months after I stopped taking Topomax (which kills appetite, and now I feel like I MUST EAT ALL THE TIME)

I like coloring too! I have some books with mandalas, and they're very calming.

...and I'm clearly hungry, because I read that as "malasadas"

Zen, that's what we're here for. Weight gain from ADs is awful, and so hard to fight. And it's bizarre how much harder we are on ourselves then others.

Except for that db that Aims is dealing with. He could stand to be a hell of a lot harder on himself.

So I think to kickstart the healing process, I may throw an informal jazz funeral-style party for the relationship-that-wasn't at my local NOLA bar. The idea tickles me to death, even if I don't actually do it.

This is also the same guy that told me last year the the "t" in t-ball stood for "wet t-shirt contest" and proceeded to squirt me IN THE BOOBS with this water bottle.

WHAT!?!?! God, I want to cockpunch him.

Yah. He did that on the baseball fields last year when my team was playing his team. He's gross and skeevy. I don't even like Emeline to be around him because he just gives me an ooky feeling. Nothing really more to go on than his general asshattedness and inappropriate comments, but he's just grody. Blech.

Did no one say, "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you!?!" Because DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM!?!

Did no one say, "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you!?!" Because DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM!?!

This!! That is inappropriate and skeevy at a college bar. Much less at a children's event. WTF.

Aims, asshat sounds like too good of a word for that guy. If you must respond to him at all tell him he will get the financial info when it is due and not a minute sooner.

He did when it was just he and I in a dugout, DJ. I was so stunned, that I couldn't even respond. I should probably work on that.

This is the reply that I sent out to EVERY SINGLE Daisy family along with a couple of other updates:

It has been requested of me to prepare and submit a financial report for the this year while I am on break from work this week. Sadly, in the cosmos' way of timing things, it is also the week before finals for me and I am up to my ears in a 10 page term paper, 2 term projects, and 3 final exams. So while I am flattered that I am thought of well enough that I could meet that deadline, I am unable to do so. I am required to do this by Council as well, so when I am finished with my report for them, I will get it to you all as well.

Have a fantastic break everyone! Keep me in your thoughts that I don't get lost in the library this week, never to be heard from again.