Reading Justice

I'm reading Dominick Dunne's Justice (appropriate title, eh? For those of you in the know). So I'm not the only ghoul/death hag out there--he's quite the respected, civilized one! His account of his daughter's murder and subsequent gallingly unjust trial of her ex-boyfriend who strangled her (the asshole only got 6 years and served 2 1/2) makes me absolutely disgusted. Courts of law get it so wrong sometimes, it's scary. And all this reading I'm doing at the same time about the O.J. trial is b/c I just want to be prepared mentally for what we're going to go through here, hopefully sooner than later, and to not be too surprised at anything that might come up. The reason we're so tapped out financially this month is b/c I freaked out and paid a shitload of money over on the 3 credit cards that we're juggling to pay our legal expenses. I put a lot over there b/c the idea of paying finance charges also disgusts me and I want to do anything I can in order to not pay a penny more than we have to!!! But I know that's futile, and I should just find peace with the fact that there's not a damn thing we can do about our expensive custody battle and just keep doing what we're doing to keep it going. Today our lawyer is supposed to go see the court clerk in person to get us our dates on the upcoming Enforcement Hearing Part 2 and hopefully our jury trial.

Dominick Dunne says that he got so tired of hating the man that killed his daughter, that he finally realized hate is no emotion to go through life feeling every day, so now it is his most fervant wish that he just never see or hear of him again. I admit, I'm envious of Dunne's current state, that he was able to achieve that state, albeit after a long time. Because I feel hatred every single day of my life towards that piece of shit whore that we are having to battle. My prayers to God are filled with pleas that He put her in her rightful, condemned, horrible place. I spend a lot of time thinking of key phrases to use when I have my day in court to illustrate to the judge and jury how truly evil she is.

Anyway, enough of that. I've had a headache since last night, probably weather-related yet again. My Valentine's Day gifts for S came in the mail last night: several wrestling DVD's for his ever-growing collection, which I surrendered to him last night, and another gift that he will get next week. I also got me a V-day gift, a red Eddie Guerrero t-shirt!

Picking up the baby tonight, and tomorrow we will have fun, fun, fun at my cousin's b-day party! It will do the baby good to buy a present for someone else, and not get anything herself. She needs to learn giving and charity! When we went to church I let her put our offering into the collection basket. I'm looking forward to going to church again this weekend with her. Church really does give me a certain kind of peace that I really need nowadays.