thanks for the laugh, oh great transform.
knowledge is the magic that breaks the spell. thank goodness for SR.
great alcoholic predictor, naive, (places fingers to temple):
i foresee desperate, sick xABF attempting contact on christmas day. he will be sad at the loss of our relationship and missing his children, who his last partner had to flee with to another country because he beat her.
i foresee that he will loose his flat within the next month, from not paying the rent like i always did.
i foresee that he will not have dealt with his decaying teeth and will soon have a medical emergency.
i foresee that in his desperateness, he will get into my car (now with no insurance or tax) that he stole from me, and flee to somewhere to escape his reality.
i foresee he will be back in this town within weeks after that, the car abandoned somewhere.
i foresee that he will continue, somehow, to blame me for all these things.
i foresee that i won't take him in when he is homeless.
i foresee that he will get a new lover who will also be a drinker, so he can then live at her house.
i foresee that won't last long.
and on and on it goes.