Hey everyone,
I am here to post another of my not so weekly blogs. I do apologize for being so erratic with my postings. My life has been one drama after another lately. So, let me fill you in on some of the more dramatic things going on with me.
It started about a month ago. Kelli and I were watching TV, well more like just listening to it while doing some other mundane activity (paying bills, etc.) when I heard a name that I knew on the news. A woman from our area had been arrested in the Chicago area for murdering her 4 year old daughter! I nearly puked right then and there. Kelli didn't understand why I was having such a reaction. I started shaking and crying. I had dated this woman several years ago. I knew her 2 oldest daughters, but did not know the little one. She had gone back to her ex after we had broken up and I am guessing they had another child. I was totally out of sorts for the next few days, reliving that entire short-lived relationship. Trying to see if there was signals that I had missed. I still can't remember anything that would have told me that she was crazy. She was very nice, but a raging alcoholic. That's why we broke up. Believe me, there is nothing sexy about a naked woman falling down drunk!
Well, a few days after this, I come home and there is a police detectives business card stuck on my door. I have no friggin clue why! So I call the next day and they want me to come to the station so they can ask me some questions regarding this woman! I'm like Holy Fuck!!!! I was born and raised in the Bronx, so my feeling about police may be a lot different than others. So now I am still a wreck over what initially happened and now this is added to it. I was a total wreck. I couldn't keep anything down. It was awful. I guess I was just being me, making a mountain out of a mole hill. The police here were doing the Illinois police a favor and trying to get some background information on Marcie. Apparently she had some...
I am here to post another of my not so weekly blogs. I do apologize for being so erratic with my postings. My life has been one drama after another lately. So, let me fill you in on some of the more dramatic things going on with me.
It started about a month ago. Kelli and I were watching TV, well more like just listening to it while doing some other mundane activity (paying bills, etc.) when I heard a name that I knew on the news. A woman from our area had been arrested in the Chicago area for murdering her 4 year old daughter! I nearly puked right then and there. Kelli didn't understand why I was having such a reaction. I started shaking and crying. I had dated this woman several years ago. I knew her 2 oldest daughters, but did not know the little one. She had gone back to her ex after we had broken up and I am guessing they had another child. I was totally out of sorts for the next few days, reliving that entire short-lived relationship. Trying to see if there was signals that I had missed. I still can't remember anything that would have told me that she was crazy. She was very nice, but a raging alcoholic. That's why we broke up. Believe me, there is nothing sexy about a naked woman falling down drunk!
Well, a few days after this, I come home and there is a police detectives business card stuck on my door. I have no friggin clue why! So I call the next day and they want me to come to the station so they can ask me some questions regarding this woman! I'm like Holy Fuck!!!! I was born and raised in the Bronx, so my feeling about police may be a lot different than others. So now I am still a wreck over what initially happened and now this is added to it. I was a total wreck. I couldn't keep anything down. It was awful. I guess I was just being me, making a mountain out of a mole hill. The police here were doing the Illinois police a favor and trying to get some background information on Marcie. Apparently she had some...



































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