New York, New York
Well, ATL, ATL didn’t seem to ring the right way.
I’m heading to ATL for a couple days in 20 hours. I’m looking forward to it, seriously. Nothing special is going to happen, I’m going to sit and game with my buddy, watch a few movies, maybe get some caches in…
A big change of subject for just a minute. Though I cannot officially say that I’m not happy with the office of the President, I can say that I wish the dude did not use negativity so much. He sounds like he is still on the campaign trail, still using the same verbiage, still using the southern baptist preacher speech outlines to make people think he is doing something worthwhile while trying to get everyone motivated to do something. I understand what the intent is, but damn if I’m not sick of hearing the same thing reiterated a dozen different ways all the time. So yes, times are hard, going to be for the next four years. Yes, people need to make better decisions based on tomorrow and not right now. I’m tired of the “Tough Choices” speech, they are not tough, it is getting people off their lazy asses that is going to be the tough part. No, I do not feel like paying for someones mortgage because they make 35k a year and thought they could live in a 450k house. I pay my bills, on time, every damn month, and live within my means…that is not a tough decision for me, that is not a decision I will ever make.
Anyways. I could really complain about this until you are blue in the face, and in about a year and a half we will either see that the majority made a bad decision when voting by believing rhetoric, or the President will figure things out himself and start making real decisions and stop talking so much.
Pulling hard on the stick and taking this 180 in the Z axis, it’s still February, and it was almost 80 yesterday. This morning, 65 and muggy. I do enjoy it when it’s like this, the smell in the air is great. I felt great, and wish I would have run this morning in it.
Player Trades
I’m officially calling it quits. I’ve given her a couple hundred chances since September, each one thrown away.
She wants her ‘friend’ Jaysen, she can have him. She’s trading him for me, as simple as that.
I’ve given her a half dozen chances in the past two weeks alone, and it’s the same thing…Ok, I’ll let him go, then on the phone with him in just a couple of minutes.
It really isn’t a big deal, I should have listened to what I knew was going to happen months ago and just acted. I always want to try and work things out, and I always know that I don’t have a chance in hell. So, big deal, another divorce, the last marriage.
It doesn’t make sense to me in a lot of ways, why sacrifice a family for a piece of ass, but it happens hundreds of times in our great country, people want their “now” and never want to worry about tomorrow. Fuck it though, I’m tired of playing this game, and I’m not going to to it anymore.
Happy Valentines Day Jessica, start working on getting a loan to take over payments on that van. Thank you for consistently showing me that what I feel, how I feel, and what I say are completely worthless in your eyes and ears.
Day 7, long lives the snowman
I sure don’t want this to be the diary of a cat, where the cat contemplates the various ways it hates the humans and tries to kill them and escape.
In many ways, the past week has been good. In just as many ways, it has not been.
We’re not quite at square one, but in a lot of ways it is very close. To me it’s almost like we went back 2 years ago, right before problems started. The most disturbing thing is that Jess won’t let go of this guy. She’s opened up her myyearbook account again, is still talking to Jaysen. I really just feel like I’m being played more than anything, and from the outside it looks just like that as well.
Of course, Jaysen Snow isn’t wanting a relationship, just a peice of ass, or he’d tell Jess otherwise to help her make her decision. Jessica, I don’t know what she wants. I’ve told her how I feel about her still talking to him, that she’s just ignoring how I feel.
Fuck it, you know. Jaysen, I figure you’re reading this, just grab your balls and take Jessica. It’s pretty obvious where her heart is. That doesn’t mean you can come to my house or by my kids though. I’ll hurt you for that.
