GIVING LIFE A SECOND CHANCE

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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Thanksgiving Plans... decisions decisions.

I hate making decisions. I really hate making decisions where I have to choose one person or the other... or one group of the family or the other. Last year was easy. Mom went to my grandparents house and my, now ex, came with her. So tomorrow after work... prolly 2ish. I have to decide between our house in the mountains with Ken, Mom at the other house, my grandparents, my aunt, or time with a friend that I kinda want to see. Problem is... everyone has AT LEAST 100 miles seperating them. So if... Sign in to see full entry.

Off to work with a smile :)

Off to work smiling just as happy as can be. Why? Because shit happens... right?:) Sign in to see full entry.

Once again a victim.

If you've ever experienced the horror of dealing with the Army healthcare system you'll know what I'm talking about. All he had to do was just release me to get back to training. No... couldn't do it. I wonder how many SF careers he has killed with his pen. What a way to start the day. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 19, 2007

On a more serious note... This is what's close to my heart.

I've always been good with my hands. Whether it be drawing, woodworking,... legos (oh yes)... I've always had great things come from the time that I actually sat down and devoted torward a cause or purpose. Here are some pictures from various times at our family getaway in the mountains. We've built the house from the ground up. And I mean everything... by hand. I did all the stone work for the firepit. I'd travel there on weekends for 3 months straight just before basic training. It's something... Sign in to see full entry.

So I go into work... wait, what's work?

Alright so I'm going into work... alright hold on I already have to rewind. Right now I'm helping out with one of the courses here on Bragg. It entails me not wearing my uniform. Everything we do is in civilian clothes. Pretty cool stuff. Learning a lot and turns out my stepdad was part of it back in the '80s. Any way, I get there and the other 2 guys show up... but no one is there. Nor is the guy that told us to be there early. Awesome. Long story short, we sat in a room playing pool for 3... Sign in to see full entry.

Today already started off bad! WTF

I guess I didn't set my alarm to wake me up for my morning workout. Woke up in time to get to work but still. What's a morning without a workout? Wanna know the best part of today so far?... she hasn't called since last night. I'm throwin' a party... this is a historic moment. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

PS... I kinda met a girl recently... but didn't tell you guys.

The conversation has been interesting and she's as cute as can be. I just hope she doesn't get the wrong idea. I'm not ready to jump into anything. I need friends... good ones. Close ones... but not too close. Screw it, I'm going to sleep. Sign in to see full entry.

So I held strong... I put my foot down.

I did reply to a few of her texts... but I didn't answer any of her calls. I'm refusing to talk to her. She's still calling... has been nonstop ever since this afternoon. My roommate is snoring. Yay, I'll have a great time falling asleep tonight. Headed to bed here shortly but just wanted to say a few things. Today was as normal and boring as I had expected. I was tempted to go out for a little bit this evening and get some fresh air but Blogit engulfed my attention span all freaking day. Thanks... Sign in to see full entry.

Ok... time to give me advice.

Sooo... she has called 43 times over the past 4 hours and sent several text messags saying if I pick up and we talk she'll get closure and never call again. Hmm, knowing how that has gone that last oh... 10 or so times she has tried it... do I answer? I already know what she's going to say. I've heard it time and time again. Once she figures out I'm fed up and stop talking to her she knows her only chance is to strike that same nerve over and over again until I start chasing her. Then she... Sign in to see full entry.

She just called... why is this happening? Why now?

She knows my weakness. She knows I'd do anything... even if it meant running through the depths of hell... again. When she senses that I'm starting to let go she sends a text or gives me a call. It's almost like a leash. Once I get enough distance she gives it a yank. I'm sick of it. Sign in to see full entry.

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