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Feb. 27th, 2006 12:44 amSo even if I went all the fucking way up tot he airport to meet her, it would only shave ten minutes off of her travel time, roughly.
So I'm going to see if
shrijani will meet me down here at the store, or maybe over at the metrorail station.
magpie_menace--sorry she wasn't able to do the dog thing. She sometimes gets odd at the dog park, too. Tiri's a strange little girlie--one time I was listening to Slipknot while I was cleaning house, and she was wandering around trembling, poor pup.
She's like, really sensitive to certain things, and you can never really know for sure what'll set her off.
I'm still smarting over the let-down that she won't be here waiting for me to drive us home when I get off work.
I've really missed my wife.
There's this sense of peace and completion that being around her brings me, and it makes it terribly hard to be away from her. I suppose the only reason I can handle it at all is because of the lingering self-esteem/loner complex that I got from staying in the shelter. It sometimes feels as though missing her is what I deserve to do, because I'm not good enough.
But that's bullshit. And I tell it so.
I'm trying my damnedest these days to call bullshit when I see it.
So--I've been trying to reconnect to the intardnets and then after that it was all planning Shri's Big Road Trip to see the Boy.
That's me in a nutshell.
Although I think I should get the manager here to burn me a copy of the surveillance cameras from last night--where the crazy tranny was flipping her boobs around.
Just so you guys can get a better picture of what Papa works with around here.
So I'm going to see if
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She's like, really sensitive to certain things, and you can never really know for sure what'll set her off.
I'm still smarting over the let-down that she won't be here waiting for me to drive us home when I get off work.
I've really missed my wife.
There's this sense of peace and completion that being around her brings me, and it makes it terribly hard to be away from her. I suppose the only reason I can handle it at all is because of the lingering self-esteem/loner complex that I got from staying in the shelter. It sometimes feels as though missing her is what I deserve to do, because I'm not good enough.
But that's bullshit. And I tell it so.
I'm trying my damnedest these days to call bullshit when I see it.
So--I've been trying to reconnect to the intardnets and then after that it was all planning Shri's Big Road Trip to see the Boy.
That's me in a nutshell.
Although I think I should get the manager here to burn me a copy of the surveillance cameras from last night--where the crazy tranny was flipping her boobs around.
Just so you guys can get a better picture of what Papa works with around here.