So I finally heard from F-head (I refrain from using his real name as I do from using any real names. F-head is by far the easiet and most efficient name for him...plus it's not really THAT far off from his real name ). He emailed me to offer his apologies for not being in touch the past 3 weeks. He apparently was somewhere in the world with no internet or phone access. Funny...because you managed to break up with girlfriend at some point during the past 3 weeks and if you weren't in Germany and didn't have phone and internet then you must have some mad skills. You'd be proud... I sent back a scathing email telling him 'sorry' wasn't going to cut it. He's shown total disregard for his responsibilities with his child..blah blah blah. He responded and told me I could have easily called his mothers' home if there was an emergency and that I didn't need to go around emailing his sister and contacting his cousin, and..
WAIT! Back the truck up... YOUR COUSIN??? TIME THE F OUT. The only 2 people I had 'contact' with was his sister (I finally emailed her Monday to ask if she knew how I might to able to reach our little world traveler) and his girlfriend. And for the record, the girlfriend contacted me. I just took the opportunity to find out if she by chance knew where he was. So...if I'm reading into this situation correctly, Finkle is Einhorn... Einhord is Finkle. COUSIN=GIRLFRIEND, GIRLFRIEND=COUSIN. Oh holy hell. Only in my world. Apparently the practice of marrying your cousins in not just confined to Arkansas. When, oh when, are these idiots going to learn that marrying your cousin is just not smart. Here we go again...18 degrees of crazy.
I'm just going to go back to regularly scheduled programming called my life and continue along my happy little way and attempt to ignore the complete shit show going on around me. Thank you and I hope you have a lovely day.
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