trashed the pewter anniversary ornament. felt nothing.
played "all i want for christmas is you" by mariah carey. cried. but not for her. not for anyone.
i really hate the fucking holidays.
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p: i don't mean to bring this up but the last thing i knew, you had never dated anyone, and married the first girl you dated and had a kid, so now im confused prolly cuz i misunderstand
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i'm thankful for the unbalanced equilibrium of my life. i guess i'm thankful i still have a life. technically.
20131128
20131117
20131106
20131106
plumbing issues resolved.. i think?
lunch: shit salad at la den de tigre or UC or whatever
dinner: half chicken at boneheads where the girl who likes me was repeatedly shot down with awkward dialogue and bad body language
also, fuck. this retarded music teacher is really pissing me off.
i swear to god these schools really know how to run the long con. first off, this letter announcing the "fall musical" wherein a mandatory $5 "tshirt fee" has been levied.
then, because i wasn't pissed off enough, another slip sent home requiring my signature acknowledging that my child will attend both musicals at school and in the evening.
THEN, BECAUSE I WASN'T PISSED OFF ENOUGH, another slip from the teachers requiring another $5 to get the aforementioned music teacher.. a motherfucking gift. because they don't grasp the definition of the word "gift".
this woman has never, not once, taught my child anything resembling music theory, history, or anything applicable to music education. she is the music teacher equivalent of a whoopee cushion. fart.
lunch: shit salad at la den de tigre or UC or whatever
dinner: half chicken at boneheads where the girl who likes me was repeatedly shot down with awkward dialogue and bad body language
also, fuck. this retarded music teacher is really pissing me off.
i swear to god these schools really know how to run the long con. first off, this letter announcing the "fall musical" wherein a mandatory $5 "tshirt fee" has been levied.
then, because i wasn't pissed off enough, another slip sent home requiring my signature acknowledging that my child will attend both musicals at school and in the evening.
THEN, BECAUSE I WASN'T PISSED OFF ENOUGH, another slip from the teachers requiring another $5 to get the aforementioned music teacher.. a motherfucking gift. because they don't grasp the definition of the word "gift".
this woman has never, not once, taught my child anything resembling music theory, history, or anything applicable to music education. she is the music teacher equivalent of a whoopee cushion. fart.
20131104
20131104
lunch: half chicken, asparagus, rice
dinner: favorite salad
had dinner with my brother. it was nice, although i was awkward with the waitress who may or may not (have liked/like) me. turn around and there goes another one.
kiddo is out. i may go do some upper body stuff, who knows. need motivation.
dinner: favorite salad
had dinner with my brother. it was nice, although i was awkward with the waitress who may or may not (have liked/like) me. turn around and there goes another one.
kiddo is out. i may go do some upper body stuff, who knows. need motivation.
20131103
20131103
lunch: mahi mahi, rice, sweet potato at humdingers
dinner: stuff at the house
lifted. squat day.
also zoo. also overton park.
dinner: stuff at the house
lifted. squat day.
also zoo. also overton park.
20131102
20131102
lunch: favorite salad
dinner: protein shake, bunch of other shit
later: chicken
yard work, walk, no workout, rest day.
dinner: protein shake, bunch of other shit
later: chicken
yard work, walk, no workout, rest day.
20131101
20131101
missed yesterday. that'll happen more often i guess.
skipped lunch. no coworker, no life.
dinner: chicken and cottage cheese
later: protein shake
skipped lunch. no coworker, no life.
dinner: chicken and cottage cheese
later: protein shake
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