Transcripts for everyone!

In the meanwhile Kiki was emailing me and IMing me as though nothing had happened, asking why I wouldn’t talk to her.

Huh. Funny thing about "Truth" - it doesn't look like a damn thing I have on record. Let's just review what I've got on file. In. It's. Entirety. No editing, no out-takes.

A couple of dates to keep in mind:

• September 22 is when I talked with Karen face to face and the accounting for PWP.
• September 28 is the deadline my lawyer set to getting the accounting to us.

(And most lawyers will ask for extension after extension on time lines. But good ones don't let them blow past without speaking to the requesting lawyer. Makes them look bad once they get in front of a judge. Something Karen may want to take up with her lawyer, as a matter of fact.)

That said, each e-mail I've sent her since the 22nd follows. As do the chat transcripts.

(Click on the screenshots to enlarge to read. Then you can zoom in all you like.)

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September 25 - When I noticed she had started changing a few of my board permissions and I wasn't receiving all the PWP e-mails like I had been.



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September 26 - 1:57 PM - When I realized that it might be difficult to put together a full accounting put together going back from January in just 3 days. Also? I was sincere in my hope we could be reasonable about all this.


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September 26 - 6:31 PM - This is the e-mail Karen only partially quoted. (She dated it October 27th - learn to check your dates sweetheart.) I'm still trying to keep expensive lawyers as far away from everything as possible. I'm still naively hoping we can work this out.


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September 27 - One day before the cut-off date that my lawyer had given for accounting to be sent to us, she contacted me saying she couldn't meet with her lawyer until the following Monday (October 1st). Karen has this to say about it:

I did respond to her on Thursday with a brief, one line email saying that the earliest I could meet with my lawyers was on the following Monday, October 1st. She responded that she would wait to hear from them.

Here's the actual e-mail exchange:


My lawyers expected a call within a day or two of having met with Karen to ask for an extension on the time line. Especially considering they were already three days past the deadline. We never received anything from them until October 15th - a full 17 days past the initial deadline. So, yeah, by October 8th, I started a bit of posting.

Notice. I never said I'd wait in that e-mail. But I did. For awhile, at least.

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September 27 - In the interest of sharing all communications, I'm gonna include a rather boring, run of the mill, business e-mail. I've blocked the advertisers name, of course.


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October 5 - This is my last e-mail to Karen. At this point, she'd met with her lawyer on the 1st and was a total of 8 days past the deadline of getting my lawyers the accounting. We still hadn't heard from her or her lawyers. (shrug) It isn't a friendly e-mail. But then, why should it be? She wasn't responding, her lawyers weren't responding, and I was quickly coming to the realization that I'm about to spend several more thousands in lawyer bills because she can't or won't hand over the damn accounting.

I do find it amusing that once again, she only published part of the email. I love how she just picks and chooses what she'll publish, as if I also don't have copies of everything.


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And for one final clickable picture (seriously, if you can't read the print just click on the images, it'll take you to a larger version that you can drill down on) I'm gonna include all the chat logs from this time frame as well. What ya gotta know is this. As soon as she got back to Atlanta, she blocked me on IM. And then one day? Out of the blue? There she was again. It ain't much, but here it is.


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As a final note, this...

In the meanwhile Kiki was emailing me and IMing me as though nothing had happened, asking why I wouldn’t talk to her

....is total bullshit. I never asked why she wouldn't talk to me. And business is business - something I thought she knew. As long as we're still in business together, we should be able to talk shop. Even if we can't talk about the crap between us.

So there ya go. All e-mails and chats accounted for.

My lawyers expected to hear something by September 28th.
My last e-mail to Karen is dated October 5th.
My last chat is dated October 8th.
My first blog post is October 8th.
We finally heard from her lawyers October 15th.

Premeditated? Hardly. Refusing to be ignored? Absolutely.

Laughable

What you may not know about my family is that my husband flies out of town at 5:30 AM on Monday mornings and returns around 11:30 PM on Thursday nights. This means that from Friday morning until Monday morning - I'm all his. Sorry. Damn little posting when I can snuggle with the one I love.

I've spent the better part of this weekend trying to decide how to respond to Karen's "Truth" blog: http://pwptruth.blogspot.com/ . But my truth is, that's a helluva long read for one sitting. And I don't really care to write such a long freaking diatribe response all in one night.

So I think I'll just take it post by post. Though I doubt it'll be as fun to read cause I'm not going into boring blow by blows. Know why? Can't be proved. Boring shit, really. Poo flinging only works if ya got it stuffed with rocks. I do, however, come armed with rocks.

So let's take a look at post, excuse me, Part 1:
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At this point I realized that I had not put my wallet into my camera bag as I thought, but a different card folio - so I had no ID, no cash, and no credit cards with me.

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She threw a $20 bill at me from her wallet and said “call a cab”. I protested and said that she knew this wouldn’t get me home (and she knew I meant home to Atlanta, not to her house) but she intentionally misinterpreted me and told me that it would get me back – she’d taken a cab from that location many times.

Someone please explain to me why a nearly 40 year old woman, who had come to Virginia for a paying job, would expect an outside party to pay her way back home to Atlanta?

Yes, I gave her money to take a cab back to her rental car at my house. But never would it cross my mind, with her wallet soon to be waiting for her next to her car, to give her money to drive home to Atlanta. My 29 year old brother doesn't expect me to pay his way home. Why would anyone else?

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And with that, today's posting is done. I have no video or tape recording of that night. And unless you buy me a drink, I doubt you'll hear my version of how things went down. Cause it's all hearsay, folks. And the ridiculous crap we can point out (ahem, see above) or prove is ever so much more interesting. Dontcha think?

Aerosmith - Back In The Saddle

That's right, folks. I have owner rights on PWP once again. That's really me posting.

Now will someone explain why Tyler is always showing off his bony chest like it's sexy?