then my future ex-husband starting acting weird, following me around the boat, filming me from a distance. And of course, Titus hated that, and he would yell at me about it, as the dude was lurking around, filming us. What can I say? It was just all fucked up. But it gets worse. The cruise was the week of September 11. Of 2001. Uh-huh. THAT 9/11.
