Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

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Peter from Oz called to update me on our dealings.  My share of the $100 million will start arriving in February.  There is a chance that the bidding will increase between now and then, but the acquisition is relatively certain.  I'll fly down under soon to sign the papers and collect my first check. 

Don't worry, Tim.  Despite the price tag, this is a minor distraction from our much-more lucrative operation.  The patents continue to roll.

My eX has managed to frustrate me beyond belief.  She arranged a ski trip for our daughter during my possession.  I agreed on the condition that she would generously donate pre-Christmas time with the kids.  Now, she pays no attention to the deal.  What can I do, other than gnash my teeth?

My only real option is to file the papers and destroy the cretin in court.   She's going to wish it had never come to this.  Three years of holding back will be unleashed in a firestorm of destruction.  Every wrong she has committed will be publicized.  No quarter.  No prisoners.

I have so many better things to do.  Why does it have to come to this?

Flame on!

M

posted by: Malinov at 10:46 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  24 December 2005 - 23:51

 

I hope you and yours have a very merry Christmas!!!

solyluna

#2  31 December 2005 - 14:00

 

good luck down under capn. let me know when you're ready to sail mffip again.

bluematrix

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