What a huge mess. Sitting home alone with vodka/orange juice for company doesn't seem to have worked out too well.
I don't think I should post again in that thread. In fact, I don't think I should spend much time online at all today. However, no apologies will be offered.
When I started this thread that is hyperlinked I was a very drunk man and was busy writing a very long document that I planned to email to Belinda and Mark. When I sobered up this morning I am confident the document never would have been made public, but Mark read that and decided to take the ball into his own court by
starting this thread in "preemptive strike" mode.
I'm not making excuses, those are just the facts.
Belinda's home and fine. She got in about 6 hours ago and is asleep in her room. I'll probably shower and go eat something. Hopefully she'll be able to move her stuff out in the next few days. Of course, the only person who will help her do so is me, because I seriously doubt anyone in Sac is a decent enough friend to her to drive up and help.
Meltdown, gfy style. Yummy.