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<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="3"><strong>A weed in your garden of life:</strong></font> </p><p>&nbsp;I understand that the whole step-son thing is hard for you and I feel for your inner struggles, but what do I do as the person caught in the middle?&nbsp; Whenever I think of the situation my mind always goes back to that fact that even before we married you knew of him, embraced him and had no hard feelings toward him.&nbsp; Then along comes our first son and now Charlie is a thorn in foot, giving you pain and agony every step you take.&nbsp; I understand how that can change your feelings some but not to the point of being mean to him.&nbsp; I already know that you are going to rebut that you are not mean to him, but you are.&nbsp; Going through spells of ignoring him is mean.&nbsp; Snapping at every little movement keeping him on his toes is mean.&nbsp; Offering our children a snack while he sits back and watches is mean.&nbsp; Doing things for our children while he is over and not able to participate is mean.&nbsp; Hiding his belongings to get back at his mother is mean.&nbsp; Talking down about his mother in front of him is mean, etc.&nbsp; Before you snap back I know you have done plenty of nice things for him too but all it seems to do is loosen his guard some just to lift him up and drop him.&nbsp; He enters our house with such wariness it hurts me to watch, because I've entered the same way many times in the past.&nbsp; I'm not asking that you turn into super step-mother for him or to pull away all contact.&nbsp; I would like if you could find some middle ground and stick to it no matter whats going on with our relationship, yours and Charlie's relationship and that bullshit that we go through with his mother, kind of like a relationship with a co-worker.&nbsp; That's the only way I see it working for now.</p><p><font size="3"><strong>Loitering of conclusion:</strong></font></p><p>&nbsp;It's funny how things that irritate you and you wanted changed the fastest seem to linger and and never seem to go anywhere.&nbsp; I believe that our court battles could have been finished some time ago if we didn't have so many humps in the road.&nbsp; Ugly girl taking us to court over stupid shit being the main hump.&nbsp; With some reflection the unwanted time in purgatory has put us in a better position to get what we want.&nbsp; Plan of the lawyer or just how things work out?&nbsp; I know he wanted to wait and we did that, now I think it is laziness that keeps this from ending.&nbsp; Once we can secure the court date I'm sure it will change our feelings some giving us the light at the end of the tunnel that we need.&nbsp; Everything should go well and I'm not worried of its outcome. </p><p><strong><font size="2">Post conclusion:</font></strong></p><p>Once court is finished I know you are already to plan for whats to come next.&nbsp; With a little bit of thought it should be simple to keep us both content.&nbsp; You want him less and I am torn in between the two, I have the same problems and concerns as you but on my side he is my son and I love him.&nbsp; Giving up holidays isn't a big deel to me considering that I will be working most of them anyways which leaves him at home with you while I work.&nbsp; As for the weekend the only idea that comes to my head is to let Charlie and ugly girl start getting used to making plans on our weekends and document it so if it ever comes back to us in court we can use it against her.&nbsp; If that is to happen, I would need you to make the best of it so it is not such a dreaded time.</p><p><strong><font size="3">Unexplainable Union:</font></strong> </p><p>&nbsp;I'm always asked, what the hell were you thinking hooking up with that girl.&nbsp; What got me to initially hook up with her?&nbsp; I have not the slightest fucking clue as to what I was thinking.&nbsp; I know that I didn't enjoy it, like being seen with it nor proud of it.&nbsp; And as for the pregnancy that happened right after I dumped her.&nbsp; Throughout my crazy younger years I never put any thought to what would happen if I was to have a child that I didn't want.&nbsp; I never thought about being for or against abortion.&nbsp; Thinking back to my feelings about it I know I didn't want a child yet, ESPECIALLY with her.&nbsp; I think what got me to step up and take on the challenge was not any love for her or excitement to have a child with her but the old fashion values implemented on me by my parents.</p><p>Was it a good choice?&nbsp; NO<br />Would I make the same mistake again?&nbsp; NO<br />Do I love my son regardless to his crackhead mothers influence?&nbsp; YES<br />Do i I have any feelings for crackhead mommy?&nbsp; HELL NO<br />I'm I proud of my situation?&nbsp; NO<br />Would I take it back if I could?&nbsp; YES<br />Is it to late to take it back?&nbsp; YES</p><p><strong><font size="3">Drunken Sorrows:</font></strong></p><p>&nbsp;I have been well aware of my drinking for many years now but for many years it has persisted.&nbsp; The root of the problem can be many reasons, my mom always thought it was heredity considering that all of my fathers side where alcoholics.&nbsp; I used to think it was because I was depressed but that theory flies out the window because I drink for fun too (or maybe it would not be so bad if I only drank then).&nbsp; Whatever the cause I share your concerns and it needs to stop.&nbsp; I go the longest period of not drinking whenever we are happy and busy so lets try to keep it that way when its time to clean up. </p><p><strong><font size="3">Facial Smoke Plumes: </font></strong></p><p>Hate, disgust, dirty, love, need, repulse, anger.&nbsp; Some of the few words that goes through a smokers head when they think about their habit.&nbsp; The amount of addiction for a drug that produces such little pleasure is insane.&nbsp; When you smoke you only think about quitting, when you quit you think only about starting.&nbsp; I've failed so many attempts at ending this damned habit, I don't know what needs to be done.&nbsp; This is something that needs to be discussed further and researched.&nbsp; Most people that quit after so many years is because they had some dramatizing medical experience, I don't want to be that person. </p><p><strong><font size="3">Gettin Smarter:</font></strong></p><p>&nbsp;I love school and most off I love knowledge.&nbsp; Why I failed at it so horribly disgustes me to the point I don't even want to tell people I was in school.&nbsp; Right now I am confused as what to do.&nbsp; Continue with my CS degree or talk to someone about other directions to advance in the direction that I am already going.&nbsp; I love programming with all my heart but it would mean a career change, not bad just a change.&nbsp; Or I would look at where I am now and school to advance with it.&nbsp; I think the best thing to do is to look into it and make a plan by mid November, and turn it into my supieriors so there is no question about my availibality to go to class. </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>That's about what I have to say for now without more time to re-read and ponder.&nbsp; I think it will be easier once you respond and give me something to feed off of.</p><p>On a side note.&nbsp; I know it can get rough when you lack sleep and the boys are difficult but please, remember that we are married and I share your pain with you. &nbsp; </p>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 22:46:30 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[You said a lot of fucked up things to me and fucked with my head in so many ways that I can't count.  Its one thing to think these things but to straight post them out there and let me know its there to read is fucked up.  I don't even know what to say. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.<p>So here I am driving home after being out of town busting my ass all week dying to see you and this is what I get.  Is that what you have been doing.  Why don't you go ahead and go get fucked, It seems like thats what you want!</p><p>Don't be surprised if I don't come home tonight!</p>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 23:46:50 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>Step forward, step backword</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Still in early development of &quot;being better&quot; the fights and fall backs to ones previous self continue.&nbsp; Can't expect it all to work out in a week when its years of misery you are fixing.&nbsp; Still optimistic though and looking forward to the future.&nbsp; One of the first big steps is to finally start working again and going to school.&nbsp; My wife was kind enough to provide me a link to an article she read concerning technology degrees stating that its a great good paying idea http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-articles-technology_it_s_where_the_jobs_are-435 . In case you have read earlier in the blog I'm a wanna a Computer Science major.&nbsp; It's late and I've got quite a few things to do, I'll see you later world.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 20:58:40 -0700</pubDate>
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 <title>How Life Changes</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="2">For many years I have been lost, undriven, self-destructive and apparently depressed. Now and only now have I looked inside myself and noticed it all, even with my wife straight telling so the past few years.&nbsp; Along with the new self-realization I have been blessed with yet another opportunity to better my life, I say blessed because I've had so many and failed horribly at every one that I'm surprised that I'm getting another.&nbsp; I was just about ready to go into the Army as a last chance (do good or die) to get things in order for my family.&nbsp; Now I have a new job waiting for me next week working with computers finally instead of cooking, salary instead of hourly, chance for advancement instead of none, schedule flexibility for school and most importantly my foot in the door.&nbsp; Along with this opportunity come responsibility which I haven't been able to dish out yet.&nbsp; I'm nervous but armed with my new self-realization I feel that life is ready to begin (at age 29).&nbsp; I have many hurdles to jump and bridges to cross (some even need to be built first) before I am there but I feel confident as long as I stick to my goals and don't stray back to my old comfortable self.</font></p><p><font size="2">My fist steps so far have just been realizing that I have a problem with ... I guess life, listing everything would be a whole other post.&nbsp; I started reading books on motivation and depression learning what I can so I can tackle each problem appropiately.&nbsp; I'm looking at my actions and reactions to everyday problems and trying to vocalize them with my wife so we can work things together as a team.&nbsp; And once I start work and know my schedule I plan to start theopy because I'm sure a few books and chats with my wife will not be enough considering the length and severity of the problem.</font></p><p>&nbsp;<font size="2">Hopefully this isn't the last you guys see of me.&nbsp; I want to start writing more telling my problems to the world instead of bottling them up inside. &nbsp;&nbsp; </font>&nbsp; </p>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 12:15:13 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Testing servers new email notification system.]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:37:21 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p align="center">Today is your day.</p><p align="center">Today we celebrate how good of a mother you have been to our children.</p><p align="center">Today you deserve to get what you want.</p><p align="center">Today I am at your service</p><p align="center"> <img src="http://mylostthoughts.com/nucleus/plugins/tinymce2/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-smile.gif" border="0" alt="Smile" title="Smile" width="28" height="28" /></p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center">This guy's is love with you</p><p align="center">---------------&gt;&nbsp;</p>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 07:47:27 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[i cant take this shit anymore ]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 2 May 2008 22:14:07 -0700</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>I know I don't post very often and when I do it is usually lyrics to songs.&nbsp; I'm not very good with words but have an extensive database of songs that I can pull from my head to discribe how I am feeling.&nbsp; Enjoy.</p><p><font size="4">Megadeth - <font size="3">A Tout Le Monde</font></font><br /><br /> Don't remember where I was<br /> I realized life was a game<br /> The more seriously I took things<br /> The harder the rules became<br /> I had no idea what it'd cost<br /> My life passed before my eyes<br /> I found out how little I accomplished<br /> All my plans denied<br /> <br /> So as you read this know my friends<br /> I'd love to stay with you all<br /> please smile when you think of me<br /> My body's gone that's all<br /> <br /> A tout le monde&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em>(To everyone (litt. &quot;To all the world&quot;))</em><br /> A tout mes amis&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; <em>(To all my friends)</em><br /> Je vous aime&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em>(I love [all of] you (plural))</em><br /> Je dois partir&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em>(I must leave)</em><br /> These are the last words<br /> I'll ever speak<br /> And they'll set me free<br /> <br /> If my heart was still alive<br /> I know it would surely break<br /> And my memories left with you<br /> There's nothing more to say<br /> <br /> Moving on is a simple thing<br /> What it leaves behind is hard<br /> You know the sleeping feel no more pain<br /> And the living all are scarred<br /> <br /> A tout le monde (To all of the world)<br /> A tout mes amis (To all my friends)<br /> Je vous aime (I love you)<br /> Je dois partir (I must leave)<br /> These are the last words<br /> I'll ever speak<br /> And they'll set me free<br /> <br /> So as you read this know my friends<br /> I'd love to stay with you all<br /> Please smile, smile when you think about me<br /> My body's gone that's all<br /> <br /> A tout le monde (To all of the world)<br /> A tout mes amis (To all my friends)<br /> Je vous aime (I love you)<br /> Je dois partir (I must leave)<br /> These are the last words<br /> I'll ever speak<br /> And they'll set me free&nbsp;  </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><div><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="425" height="355"><param name="width" value="425" /><param name="height" value="355" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /><param name="src" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/65JpQRUf8XE&amp;rel=1" /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="355" wmode="transparent" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/65JpQRUf8XE&amp;rel=1"></embed></object></div>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 19:53:12 -0800</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<p>So here is the last week of school and it feels like it came without any warning.&nbsp; Through all my semesters this one has definately been the hardest workwise and effort wise.&nbsp; The rough part is that it is still questionable on how I am doing.&nbsp; I'm hoping as the semesters to follow come my motivation becomes more organized and natural.&nbsp; With finals next week in all hard classes there is only one thing left that I can say, 01100101001000010010!&nbsp; If you can't already tell my degree is computer science.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><img src="http://www.demslinkstore.com/images/computer_fustration.jpg" border="0" width="140" height="186" /> </p>]]></description>
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 <title>Just to let you know I still care</title>
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<description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="334" height="267"><param name="width" value="334" /><param name="height" value="267" /><param name="src" value="http://mylostthoughts.com/media/1/20071111-heart.swf" /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="334" height="267" src="http://mylostthoughts.com/media/1/20071111-heart.swf"></embed></object></div><div align="center">&nbsp;</div><div align="center">You were on my mind so I thought I would suprise you with a little tenderness.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 11:38:06 -0800</pubDate>
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