In other news, fighting with the kiddo's mom. Among other people. I'm not sure why things need to be that way. I'm basically trying to give you money, more money than you are legally entitled to, because I want to actually be able to help our kid, and help you get through school, since you seem to have a strange financial arrangement with your husband where you don't get to use any of his money (which makes me think you're probably just relying on my support payments and student loans for non-essential things in life). I could use a little bit of the benefit of the doubt here that I'm somehow trying to fuck with you or hide my income. Maybe once you're through school, and making three times what I do in a year, I'll feel it's more fair to not have to give you anything.

And I think I got the message, elsewhere and in regards to other things. Which is disappointing I guess, but ehhh. Other things will work out in other ways, I guess.

I don't know, man. Who does, really? It's been a long, downer of a day. I'm pretty excited for tomorrow, no matter how it turns out or what I end up doing. I won't be today, at least.