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03 May 2008 @ 10:56 pm
What the French, Toast?  
First of all, I don't know where I've been. I'm not all that busy. Just loosing the ability to write on command I suppose. I think of things all the time, and say, oh i've got to post that. And never do.
The more time that passes, the harder it gets.
No one reads anymore anyway, so really what's the point. I know what happened, I was there. Right?

Honestly, I read through this stuff every once in a while and actually go, oh shit I remember that. (now) Ha ha I'm hilarious, where have I been? Where did I get the ability to write like that? Why don't I do this more?

So no longer am I concerned that my page gets less that 4 views a month or whatever anymore, I need to do this for me.

So, what's new?

Well, it sure can suck being married. Wait, let me elaborate.

I have a problem. Someone else has a problem. We spend time together, our problems interact and become friends. They take each other out a few times, get drunk, and one of our problems gets knocked up. Now we've got 6 problems. (they have small litters)
The 4 new problems grow up fast, and they start dating... now we've got 10 problems.
You can see how this works. All the while, the 2 original problems are taking stock in the market, seeing what other things they can muck up while they are still breeding. Making more problems.
Normally in life, you have a problem, you take it with you. When you're married, you own each others problems. You might be a one problem at a time person, but the person you married is a 6 problems at once kind of person? Now, you are too. ha ha!!!!!

It's okay though. I mean, really. There are good days, bad days. Good weeks, bad weeks. Today was a good day (i didnt even have to use my AK. LOL)
Last week, was a bad week. I met a problem that I didn't want or even necessarily really need to be introduced to, but, we've met. And life as I knew it will never be the same. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger, right? It's still worth it so far. But man, those problems sometimes make it tough. ie: why it sometimes sucks.

As Corinna has suddenly arrived at a point in her life where she no longer wants kids, I'm sort of thinking that someday a girl(or a boy. or girl) wouldn't be so bad. It seems like that part of life might actually have moments that make it all worth it. Just like being married, I guess. That is fucking progress people, and screw anyone that says otherwise. Seriously. Parental Joy and pride is a beautiful thing, you can't match it with any other interest or event in life. I've seen the look you can get of total devotion and admiration, and I am starting to feel like I live my life in a super-selfish manor not wanting to have that face myself, and give myself to someone in that total, complete sense.
See? Progress. No question.

My friend Ann is pregnant. My friend Liz is pregnant. Carolyn just had a girl. Corinnas cousin is pregnant. There is a baby in my house. Maybe its all the babies in the air, or maybe there is something in the water. I don't know. I'm not ready yet, but, I'm kinda getting there. Sort of.

Work is the same. I can't afford to call in sick right now (babies=bad idea) and I've had this cough for frickin ever. Just a cough, no congestion, or other symptoms of a cold.

Mary Kay hasn't been supplying the $8000 a month, quit my day job money that I was hoping for (help me out) but I know that I'm not devoting all that much time to it either.

Everything else about life is the same. And good. Honestly I can't really complain. I mean we all can, but I have def had it worse.
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