Despite how I come off when I get pissed off and post really nasty ####, I'm a really laid back relaxed sort of guy. I just happen to have a bit of sand in my vagina over some long-ago #### in relation to CF, and sometimes I lose perspective when posting about a (real or simply imagined) slight. My wife is really the tough one in our relationship, and it pisses her off no end because I'm kind of an easy mark for people with a hard luck story or who may not have the best intentions, who I trust. Charity work has always figured rather large in my life, until the last few years anyway.

My last thought before my car hit the wall was that I was about to make a widow out of my wife and take away, as my daughter put's it "Her favorite daddy". She's my step-daughter, but I've never thought of her as anything but mine since the first time she asked if she could call me daddy, and we have a MUCH closer relationship than she has with her biological father. She's never even heard me raise my voice, whereas my wife she is used to hearing yell all the time. These days I'm really something of a softie(one reason I have so goddamned many cats, I just can't turn down a stray), I mean, before I met my wife and became a father, I would have taken the guys info from the accident report, and started planning how to burn his house down and get away with it.

Of course Meta (my wife) wants to take him for every cent of his and his children's future earnings. But then she was the one who almost lost her husband.