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went to court today.
wasn't as bad as i thought it was going to be.
ended nicely.
sort of.

still working out the details on moving.
right now, it looks like it all lies in my dad's hands.
i don't know what to say about that.

well i guess it doesn't lie in his hands.
but it's just stressing me out.
because i know how it's going to work out.
this is what'll happen..

he said he'd go.
so i planned the budgeting and everything so he could go.
which included,
fixing his car,
getting the rental truck,
paying for the deposits on his cable,
paying for the deposits on his apartment,
paying for the deposits on his electric,
and now, he's saying he doesn't want to go.
which would be fine in theory,
except my mom, myself, my dog, and three cats were going to live together,
and my dad, my sister, our other dog (my dad's dog), and my sister's cat were going to live together.
and then what'll happen is once i have it budgeted and figured out for just my animals, my mom, my sister, and myself, then he'll decide he wants to go.
so now i don't know what the fuck to do.

i'll figure something out.

i told my mom to convince him to go while they were at dinner.
but i don't know how well that'll go either.

i'm tired, and i'm rambling.

honestly the entire point of this blog was to say court went well, and to say that even though i was a defendant today it made me realize i'd rather be the defending attorney next time.

that's all. i promise.

for now.

one last note: this entire thing makes me feel like & &