Well, you know I'm feeling better, when something the ex says annoys me.

He's latched onto one of my idea again, this time for some rather poorly written erotica. He laughingly had the gaul to point it out, so I guess he was covering his bases. He had put twenty in my account the day before so I should have known something was up. I got the apology before the confession. At least it's small sins these days. I think I must be some kind of karma magnet however because his car blew up today. Wheel bearings caught fire. smoking like hell afire, my son says. lol. There was a ten year period, roughly, when people automatically assumed that every thing that appeared under my byline was written by him. Including two pieces for the Washington Post. That was heart breaking. These days if he makes off with the smallest fraction I beat the money out of him and he doesn't like to make me angry. I ordered a pizza.