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Dude, Hurley

Well a lot has happened since I last posted on here. Not that anyone probably reads this anyways haha. Therefore Ill do it purely for my own amusement. I'm a dad now. I have two sons, Andrew and Finley. Andrew's two Finley is 6 months. Andy isn't biologically mine but then again since when did DNA really determine family? He's my lil man, smart, funny, moody (shockingly like myself). Finley is the quiet one...unless you piss him off. He's cutting teeth and rolling over. He loves to be outside. If he's fussy all you have to do is take him outside and he's becomes quite content. He had a head full of thick dark hair when he was born but the older he gets the more hair he loses :) Its more of a reddish brown now. Blue eyes like his mommy. Dimples that would break your heart. Andy is talking gibber chabber like crazy, surprisingly enough I understand every word. He likes to scribble with crayons and build with blocks. Blonde hair, blue eyes. He's going to be a ladies man I can already tell, *coughs* just like me! Resist the urge to laugh at that! 

Its amazing how having kids changes not only your life but they way you look at the world. The happiness they bring into your life is like nothing else ive ever experienced. Its scary and incredible and phenomenal all in one. It's made me feel older than I probably should lol. To know that you have two human beings that depend on you for every single thing brings responsibility to a whole new level. But its what makes getting up every morning the best thing in the universe. I work a lot, college is still a priority to me but Ill have to be honest its not at the top of my list. I've got a house, bank loans, student loans, bills, and car payments but I manage to make it work, even though it means sleep is not really a factor these days. I live on a lake in my mom's old house the view is incredible in the mornings. The mosquitoes are hell. Tons of neighbors though. My house isn’t big but its comfortable. I still drive my ford. Another big thing is I got married last June, unfortunately its not turning out how I had planned. But my kids are loved and because their mother brought them into my world she always will have my love and deepest gratitude no matter what happens.

Hmm well the only other thing I can think to talk about is my online buddies who granted half of them hate me. Chrissy, Mel, Max, Court, Jess, Nikki---I dont know if any of you will see this (well actually I know court and max will) But I know there arent enough words to compensate for everything I have put you through. Ive wronged each one of you more than I wish to admit, I just hope that at one point or another I will get the opportunity to talk to each of you one on one, and apologize to you all. I'm not looking for forgiveness purely because I know I don’t deserve it. I fully acknowledge that my actions have led me to this point and your anger with me is justified and more than understandable. Possibly the ultimate punishment for everything I've done is never getting forgiveness, and I know that the worst of it is that I’ve lost your friendships...something that I've earned the right to endure for all time. As badly as I want those friendships back, Ive accepted that this is what I deserve. Its heartbreaking, and devastating to me because I really have to let you all know when we were friends, when I was that 15 year old punk life was so shitty at home for me and being able to get online and have group chats and RP's with you guys, laughing with you guys, it was such a good escape for me. To be able to forget how bad things were for even a few hours meant more than I can really explain. I could be myself (which yes I know was such a pain in the ass a lot of the time) but the good times, like listening to chrissy and nikki singing or calling nikki chipmunk, goofing of with max, being creative and collaborating in RP's those things were the best. And sadly enough I could only hope that maybe you all could think of at least one time or another when I made each of you laugh...even if it was only once amongst the many times of angry memories. I cared and still do about each and every one of you just because your who you are. I just wish I knew back than how to show it. Its hard to show people you care about them when you grow up in a house with someone that hates every bone in your body. You cant learn how to care about other people if you don’t have anyone to teach you. Something I will never let my children experience. Now that I have my own kids I realize why its so important to tell them how much you love them every day, twice a day three times a day. How important hugs are, quality time. Because then when they are turning into young adults they will know how to show people they care. 

Well I guess that’s all. I don’t think I will take another long hiatus from this journal for awhile, I’ve grown quite fond of it :) plus I get really bored sometimes and it gives me something to do. P.S excuse my poor misspelling Im too lazy to use spell check and Im to stupid to type without it lol.

25th-Mar-2005 02:00 am(no subject)
Dude, Hurley
I left my room for maybe 45 minutes only to come back to casey on my damn computer. It's starting to bother me now.

Other than that today has been just wonderful. The weather was warm and my car is on E, why? No money. Well none that I can really spend. I still never have been paid back, but at least they have the rent this time. My eye hasn't gotten any better. I have an appointment tomorrow to get that checked out again.

This town could really be cursed, possibly on a hell mouth maybe? I don't know bad things happen to me when I'm here.

My dad is a moron, but everybody knows that. I've been in a rotten mood all day which is possibly why I did what I did. Yeah well he comes back home on Saturday, which means I'll have to leave the country just after I see his reaction when he see's his car. Which means I'll just wait in my car with the video camera capture the look on his face and slam on the gas and go before he reaches the end of the driveway. No I don't know If I will really have to leave town, but I do the stupidest things sometimes. In a way I suppose I do ask for it. Excuse my language but he is going to shit bricks when he opens the garage. At the time it really seemed like a great idea...to be honest it still does. haha. Oh jeez...this is going to be a long weekend. But back to why good ole pappy is a moron, what idiot leaves his garage door unlocked when he goes to ohio for whatever the hell he goes there for? MY DAD! lol I really think I could be possibly having a nervous breakdown. What with all the fricken crap I've had to put up with lately, I do believe my brain has gone into overload. That's the only way I can explain the tribute to Tom Green in my father's garage.
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In my room. Door locked. Roomates? suck. Dad? sucks. Everything? Sucks...I think I've kind of made my point.
12th-Mar-2005 08:23 pm(no subject)
Dude, Hurley
I woke up a couple hours ago, and for some reason even after thirteen hours of sleep I'm still really tired. Yeah that's really all I wanted to say.


ETA: Somebody ate my club sandwhich...Which was pretty much the only thing in the house. Look's as though I'm going to have to ask dad for some money...Rent is due on monday. This is great.
10th-Mar-2005 01:45 am - My Life
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Just keeps getting more and more interesting by the minute. Never a dull moment, considering it's tendency to bury me with crap more and more as each day passes by.

I can't drive. Well, I can but not very well. Definitely not safely. I've known this from the minute I left the house and drove home. I went to work but other than that I've tried to stay home. Today I went to get milk...I almost hit two guys crossing at a corner. My stomach gets sick just thinking about it. I just went home and have stayed here ever since. I still cant lay or lean against anything with my back. I nearly want to pass out every time the shower hits it. I think the most annoying thing though is that I keep running into things...end tables, furniture, corners of doorways.

Case called, the jerkoff went to Chicago with four other people. He was polite enough to tell me not to worry about my credit card they only spent $500 dollars, including the hotel room. But made sure to let me know he would pay it all back. With what job?

How am I supposed to pay this at the end of the month without a job when he doesn't have the money? That little sh*t...*Counts To Ten* Now what will happen is I will have to go to my mom and Jerry for the money. And I can just see the looks on their faces. Once again I will turn out the irresponsible one. Is it just me or can I just not win here?

I suppose I could always try asking dear old dad for the money, I could just see how that would go...

Casey will be home tomorrow. How wonderful...He's even bringing Amanda. It just keeps getting worse and worse.

I want to go away to somewhere small and quiet. Quiet...gee what's that like again? I'm going to go to sleep well...I'm going to try to. I've been having trouble sleeping.
7th-Mar-2005 03:01 pm - Gee Mondays are SWELL
Dude, Hurley
and full of hell. I don't think I was meaning to make that rhyme. Oh well. Let me let you in on what the past 24 hours has been like...Yesturday at this time I woke up to my credit card being MIA. Who do you think I would go to about that? Case? Yep. Sure enough the jerk was absolutely no where to be found. MY CREDIT CARD...If I wanted to be an ass I could have called the cops and reported it stolen. But no...why? Because you don't do that to friends. Although you don't steal your FRIENDS credit card either. I just prayed he didn't spend too much and continued on with my crap day.

I went to my dad's house. (I'm a idiot)

Fast forward through details nobody wants to hear.

Stop...right at the part where I'm half blind with tiny chunks of glass lodged in my eye. It's not like I could see out of either eye that well anyway but now I can only see out of one? I know I need to go to the hospital and have a doctor look at it I just hadn't got around to it...I'm not really in the greatest condition to go and talk to doctors. I went to work and about 15 minutes into work I barely had clocked in and set my stuff down the boss calls me in and asked what happened and I knew it...I knew he was going to fire me. He fed me a bunch of liability b.s. and said he'd give a good reference.

So I'm sitting here trying to do everything I can to just not flip out at how everything falls apart into crap within seconds and the fates, gods or whatever you might call it can just kick me back down to nothing.

I don't even know if Case brought my card back I stayed in my room last night and left early this morning I haven't seen anyone which is a good thing. Too many questions and unwanted opinions for me to handle. Staying in my room alone sounds a ton more appealing.

**ETA: I might of went crazy with the language, sorry.
5th-Mar-2005 01:08 am - I'm seeing three Conan O'Brien's.
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It's a little bit mortifying because well just seeing one Conan O'Brien is scary enough, funny yes he is I'll admit it but still I'm pretty sure he's an alien. Which would explain a lot really. Either way his shows good. I'm feeling a little odd tonight. However that could be the NyQuil talking. I've caught the flu again. Gee I wonder how the heck that would happen? Could it be because I spend my days by an open garage door going inside and outside constantly in freezing weather? It's okay when I catch phnemonia at least I wont have to go to work anymore.

I can't sleep, even pizza taste's bad. My chest and back ache from coughing and my head hurts constantly. Oh the sneezing fits aren't fun either, I sneezed ten times earlier. I don't know why I'm even online. Nobody is home but me and I'm bored, thought maybe I would talk to some people I haven't talked to in awhile but that doesn't really seem to be going on...I should probably see as to why that is.

I have to go see my dad tomorrow, he has the keys to my truck (which is currently without a engine, and sitting in the field behind his house.) I bought from Drew's mom a few years back, never actually got it running ever.

But it has sentimental value...seems like a good project for the summer.

Yeah i'm sick so whatever normal tolerance I have to the crap my dad likes to pull when I go see him has dissipated into nothing. Hopefully he wont be a jerk cause I really can't deal with it. I can hope and be optimistic right? Yeah...probably not.
24th-Feb-2005 02:51 am - Why can't I sleep
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Really I'd like to know. My brain does not want to shut off. Being upset doesn't help. At least when I was in florida I wasn't mad all of the time...............I just want to go the hell to sleep...and I can't.
22nd-Feb-2005 11:14 pm - I told him not to cook.
Dude, Hurley
Infact four other people along with me pleaded for him not to cook. Although this is Casey we are talking about, when does he ever really listen?

Fast forward an hour later and there is smoke throughout the house. Why can't people just listen sometimes? Ah...forget it. lol.

Main point of this is that I just worked all day and then came back here and had to clean up this mess. They just left everything there and went out to eat, at least the turned off the oven. My head hurts. Not to mention my arm, but thats been hurting for days. I just was hoping it would stop hurting eventually, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

Forget it, I've changed my mind I am going to bed. I really don't know what I was thinking...
17th-Feb-2005 10:38 pm(no subject)
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Today has not been all that great really. I wanted to stay online and chat but honestly I feel like someone sucked all the energy right out of me. Kind of a lack of emotional energy for withstanding basic conversation and maintaining a cheery positive disposition when it comes to talking with people tonight.

I have not really updated this thing due to this massive creativity kick that I've been on. It comes and goes so when it's around I try to make the most of it. I wrote a new song. It's not done or anything, it doesn't even have lyrics but after locking myself in my room for hours on end it's what I ended up with. Locking myself in my room, weird I know. Except it's easier to focus on what I'm doing then. I actually unpacked a good majority of my things as well. Yet my room still is a war zone. I dont have anywhere to put my guitars, or my bass. There really isn't enough room to put them on the display stands. Case suggested I hang them on the wall, but I always think they are going to fall and bust into pieces. I worry too much. My drum kit takes up most of the room though lol. I'm just willing to sacrifice 90% of my room minus my bed and a small trail I made to get to the door, to my instruments. As for the rest of my stuff well I'll just shove it in the closet.

I went to visit my dad...I really don't know why I do it but I did. I guess I just want to think maybe it will be different this time.

It wasn't.
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