Ok, when I get the chance...that means my passport and physical, and my sponsor....I'm leaving for Germany with my husband. Gone outta this place! Bye bye fucked up state and fucked up country! I really can't wait. I'm constantly sick and harassed here, so it's time for something new, somewhere that no one knows me! Where there can't be any drama from jealous little girls who don't fucking know anything about me. YAY!!! Right? Right! So I need to overnight ship my certificate to the bitch in Ft. Jackoff, and hopefully Daniel can send me the form I need filled out so a local doctor can do it, lol. Then all I can do is wait on fucking sponsorship! Yay me! Not! Cause as it goes, I'm fine in it all, I've been a good lil wifey, just got the problem of a jealous princess(her) trying to compare herself to a goddess(me). If I do something, and it ain't breaking my vows of marriage, you need to mind your own business. If I do something, and it IS breaking my vows, you need to mind your own business. Those things are MY place to tell him, not yours. You worry about your own marriage.