Blockbuster called today I have an interview for the Store Manager position at the Roseville location next Wed July 7 at 10 am. I have a very good feeling about this since I only initially applied 5 days ago and they are already asking to meet me. This job would make things a lot easier financially not that they are hard just it would be nice to get the salary I asked for. Since the cats pissed all over my suits I have a very limited selection to wear to this interview but I can make it work. Any advise on how to prepare for the interview would be appreciated.

I have sent my resume to a # of companies several have gotten back with me. Blockbuster has done the most so far. I would like to get that job it would mean a lot more money each month which would make the whole house thing a bit easier. I have a few ideas forming in my head to make money (all are legal). But I won't make a move till I'm sure. Monday I will be sitting at a doctor's office waiting to be checked out for the first time in 4 years. There is an extensive list of things to talk to him about. Oh boy I can't wait. I have a screaming headache. I wish it would go away. I don't like feeling like this because it incapacitates me. Can't play games, can't eat, can't sleep, can't get sweaty with my wife, can't read any activity just makes it worse. Come to think of it writing this frigging thing makes it worse.

Riddle me this. What is the point of trying to have contact with someone who is a liar, cheat, weakling, has hurt you and would without a doubt do it all over again without a second thought. I believe that trying to be friendly with a piece of shit human being like that is an act in foolishness borderline on outright stupidity. If this person in your life has a history of having these bad qualities why try to have them in your life at all? Why not just make the healthier grown up choice of telling that person their behavior is unacceptable? Then tell them to fuck off. Why give that person who is an "irritation" a voice at all. Why not just cut them off or my favorite just cut them?

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If you have the same name as someone else who posts on this blog please use a last initial so I know who is who. I'm getting confused. Aside from that it is a beautiful day. Life is good. Go Pistons.

Tuesday June 8, 2004 at about 11:00 Susan Lynne Thomas blessed my life by marrying me. The words were said at a courthouse in front of a really cool judge. Jason and Shannon were witnesses. We got some great pictures. After that we went to Mongolian BBQ for lunch. The manager gave us gift certificates. Susan and I went to the zoo for the day. That was fun. We checked in at a hotel in Dearborn. Very nice place I think the room was the size of the apartment. It had a jacuzzi in it that was big enough for both of us to be in and stretch out. FREE COOKIES! It turns out that the shoes I wore Tuesday cut into my feet so I could barely walk Wed. we went shopping at Fairlane mall to buy sandals. No Greenfield Village that day as a result. We did make it to the IMAX to see Harry Potter, awesome movie. We got home Thursday and immediatly went shopping for the reception. Oh I almost forgot we did have a wide sampling of sexual activity during all this as well.

Very very tired now. I'll write about the wedding later. But right now I'll say that today was easily the happiest day of my life. The reception was wonderful. Brain tired must sleep more talk later.

Me getting married.....where the hell did that come from whats going on here.
3 days away. Am I nervous? Damn right I am. Scared? Yes I will admit that I am scared. Am I ready? No but whoever is? Do I love her? Yes I do love her, words have not been created to express nor instruments invented to measure the depths of my love for her. Everyday is a new tune that is played by the music box that my heart has become. She creates the melody, her touch lends the lyrics and her very whim can change the tempo. Does she realize this? I don't think so. Have I tried to express to her how I feel? Yes but I don't have the gift of words that she does. So I must find other ways of showing her and getting her to understand what she is to me. Cooking hasn't worked even though she enjoys my food, she hasn't grasped what it means to me to pour my energy into my hands and create something out of nothing, so that in my mind part of me is nourishing her body the way I believe that I nourish her heart. All I know to do now is put myself on the line like I did in the beginning. There is only so much of me that I can reveal to someone. This blog has helped a little but it doesn't do me justice. She can't see unless I open all the doors of my heart and mind to her. Perhaps the best way to express how I feel is simply to demolish the walls, throw open the gates and lower my defenses and surrender to her. I have never submitted to anyone. Left myself vulnerable? Yes. But never outright submitted to the mercy of another person. So I shall stand before her trusting, without defense or armor. I will show her the rose.