Dear narc-hole,
                      Thank you for showing me the real you once again, gee how easily I forget the real you, that petty vitriolic man who on the slightest whim throws a hissy fit of words meant to hurt, I bet you were surprised when you came into the kitchen and knew I had heard you calling me "disgusting and stupid to boot" all over dust on the upstairs landing????(huh???)then you have the nerve once you realized I was home to launch into a tirade about how ungrateful and unappreciative I am and insinuate once again " I'm up to something" I'm glad you knew I had heard you and I'm glad for your little tirade that followed, I'm hiding things ?...yep I'm hiding this blog... The things you are and have hidden are too numerous to list...secret checking, secret lunches with "platonic women friends" secret businesses, the list goes on and on...sleeping with the estranged wife while you courted me ? Yup what a swell honest man you are.. Your word is your bond...unless it's inconvenient for you then your word is like yesterdays wind...yes I know you have some good qualities, but I have begun to wonder at how real or sincere they really are cause one day they are there then the next they are gone with the wind...and frankly my dear I've begun to not give a damn.