Friday, April 11, 2008

I Drink It Up

Am I like a dead beat dad around these parts or what? Not showing my dirty face or sending the child support payments, just getting my drink on at all hours of the day and night, partying like the old bastard that I am.

Forgive me, dearhearts. It's just that I have been otherwise occupied lately. I'm spending my last few weeks of freedom as irresponsibly as possible, and blogging is way way waaaay too serious an endeavor right now. By my calculations, I've got approximately 8 weekends remaining without child. Tick Tock, friends. Tick fucking Tock.

You know what though? I can't wait to meet my little hija. The little breakdancer kicks the shit out of me each and every night. When E lays behind me, belly to my back, Le Fetus wakes me up out of my restful slumber at least 5 or 6 times a night. Girl's a little night owl, just like her Daddy.

6 comments:

starrhillgirl said...

OMG. Here you are. Whew. Now send me that fucking child support.

Becky said...

I require back child support, you know.

sfsueny said...

She's just getting you ready for sleeping in shorter increments...or she's practicing to kick your Guitar Hero butt!!

I missed you.

the injector said...

raising my beer, a Bell's Oberon to be exact, to toast your last few weekends of life with one-less-responsibility.
be well. have fun. live it up.

charlotte said...

helloooooo? a little more blogging please.

Anonymous said...

As the enabler that I am. (See past blogs) I say ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT till the thing crawls out!

Love to us all

S #1

That's right bitches # Fucking 1, Numero Uno!!!