Took out the pruning shears
Monday November 17, 1997 – 2:00 amWell, guess what. My not-quite-ex-husband finally sent me something to sign, so we can start to get the divorce happenin’. It’s not everything, but it’s something, which is really good compared to what I had before which is nothing. My sister Lucie, who’s a lawyer, advised me that it would probably be a good idea if I erased the stuff I’ve said about him in this here diary… so I guess I’ll do that now. My sister’s a corporate lawyer in Texas — she doesn’t have a license to practice law here or in New York, so she can’t officially help me. But she can at least tell me without a doubt that it’s not a good idea for me to be talkin’ shit about anybody on my website. Okay, Lucie, whatever. It’s nothing that I’m ashamed of, and I *really* don’t care who knows that stuff, but I’m sure you’re right.






