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12/15/2004
Fleece Nabidad Christmas is almost here! Tonight we go to the airPORT to pickup Julia's mama and her 2 nephews. Julia's mom will be here over half a month! WOO HOO! I hope I get some GOOD EATIN'! Anyway, this year we have a beautiful 7' tall christmas tree :) Last year, Julia and Cookie spent some christmas time in my apartment with me, so I went out and bought a small tree for us to put up and decorate. It was a tiny thing, but we loved it, and dressed it up beautiful. This year, though, we got more decorations, and since Julia and Cookie and I all live together, a tiny tree seemed inappropriate, so I went and bought a big one. And the cool thing? I got it at Kroger for half what I woulda paid at a damn tree lot. Dude, I'm sorry, I'm not paying 70 bucks for a damn bush to put in my living room. -- Yesterday, while Julia was working at her restaurant, a class of special ed kids came in to the restaurant for lunch. They were learning how to behave in public, and how to order food, and pay, and whatnot. So she was telling me about them, and was smiling and laughing, and was telling me about the interactions she had with them, and it just warmed my heart. You just won't meet a woman as kind, caring and patient as Julia anywhere else. She's just so tolerent and so giving of herself. Just to hear her talk, and to hear how good she was with thise kids...man. Years ago, my sister Beth, who is a type A person to the max, said she hopes that she never has a mentally handicapped child, because she just doesn't think she would have any patience with it, and would be a terrible mother. When she said that, I thought the exact same thing, I was like, "Yeah, how could I put up with someone like that...so slow and frustrating to deal with." But when I looked at Julia talking and thought about, what if tht happened to us, I realized that ONLY through her strength and unashamed love, I could make it fine in a situation like that. If, god forbid, that ever happens to us, I know we'd be ok, and I know I'd learn to be a good father, because that woman gives me more strength and confidence and peace at heart than I've ever known. Of course, I still understand why SOME people (*cough*rob*cough*) would, as he delicately put it "Want to throw it away." but Julia helps me see the other side of things. Of course, I should point out, Julia may be kind loving and caring, but also, this bitch she works with got an earful about her self because she's a passive-agressive twat, and Julia let her know. That's another thing about Julia...she's kind and patient to those who deserve it. But if you're a jerk, she's gonna let you know...and probably make you cry when she does. On another tangent, somebody broke into my pay-pal account and stole 1200 bucks from me trying to buy a PlayStation Portable from a guy in Japan. He was a Russian. I KNEW those bitches were dangerous. Anyway, I headed it off by being broke, therefore when paypal tried to debit my checking account it bounced. HA! and I emailed the japanese seller (who was also a victim in this) and told him not to ship the item (he was given a Russian mailing address!) because of the fraud. So the russian guy in the end ends up with nothing. Except I'm thinking of mailing him some tupperware full of shit. Merry Christmas Everybody. The Internet sucks.
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You're awesome. 'Nuff said.
Anonymous crazy blog stalker from New Jersey # posted by
 : December 15, 2004 5:23 PM
I think it's fair to point out that I would throw any baby away. I'd just throw a freak baby away a lot harder.
-Rob # posted by
: December 15, 2004 7:13 PM
And I think it is also fair to point out that through years of experimental chemistry involving spirits (of various sorts) and nacrotics (from mostly legal sources), Rob is most definitely sterile and would thankfully never be in a position to throw out his own progeny.
Sounds like you're talkin' yourself into something sexy. I'll let you in the back door so the neighbors won't see.
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