I like this. This is happy/ productive Robert: up late, napping during the day; the only thing I haven’t done yet is add actual writing into the mix. If I don’t try; I’ll never know, I can’t do. The Trust seems to be stuck in 2006, as regards me and my judgement/Intellectual capability. It has actively denied me the chance to make my mistakes and learn from them. It’ll be 1:30 before I get to bed now. See-rist on a cracker.
Arguing for my independence with my trust lords has gotten really old, really fast. See, I’m like a poor man’s Brittany Spears: all my money is in a special needs trust, dispensed as need be by my Trustees: Gil Roth and Peter Johnson. Gil, I’ve been friends with since St. John’s. Peter does this for a living, & cuts me a world of always legal and ethical slack. More tomorrow. Nighty-night.
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