I've been talking to that person again. I still want to keep things at arms length, but we're talking again. I'm a bit worried that I need to set a countdown clock until the next blow up, but maybe that is what will keep me from getting to close and getting called out again.

I'm talking about my last JE. I was so pissed off when I wrote it, that I haven't been back to /. since. The only reason I'm here now is because that person wanted to me check out someone elses JE. My life seems better now. I've been able to say anything I want, to anyone who will listen, and no one gets offended. I still like that friend, but things are much more simple when we don't talk every day. Like I said in my last post, we smile as we pass, we make small talk

There is a saying that goes something like "when you feel that you are the only one you know who is sane, chances are it's actually you who are insane." Likewise, my father used to tell me that the only common item in all my failed ventures was... well, me. I took this to heart, and I apply it to the world around me today. I live a happy life, with a great wife, two kiddos and a really decent job. While like most, I can spend all day complaining about things; overall I'm pretty happy with

WTF? Are any of you SBC workers? Any of you SBC Union members?

I need someone to tell me 1) why unions of this nature exist, and 2) what is this union really trying to accomplish?

This weekend I will compete in my first triathlon. It is a sprint distance, which is a 400M Swim, 20K Bike, and a 5K run. I picked up my packet yesterday. It included some cool socks (imagine getting excited over new socks), a t-shirt, some cliff bars, a couple packets of 'goo', and other neat items. Last night I planned out my transition area strategy. I know how I'm going to pack everything in my bag so that when I'm getting my equipment ready, things will go as fast as possible. I'm

I've started collecting DVDs again, and this time I'm after comedies. After about a half hour, I got tired head. I've attached my list below. help me expand my list with your favorite comedies. Think hard. I've already thoght of a couple more, but it is the end of the day, and I'll pick it back up tomorrow. Thanks Guys!

Hey! anyone who cares!

He was 8lbs 9oz and 19.5in long. Mommy and baby are doing fine. He was born at 8:30pm 2/10/04, and has been given the name Jordan Connor.

Regards,
Proud Daddy

I know a couple of people, from work, who compete in major athletic competitions. Seeing them train caused me to entertain the idea of trying a triathlon. I have never been an athlete. When I should have been learning to dribble or catch a pass, I was busy dealing with a debilitating illness. So I like the idea of working on my hand-eye coordination. I want to grow in muscle bulk, and trim down on table fat. Also, I stopped smoking cold turkey on Thanksgiving Day 2002, so I wanted to take

Hello '04.

I have a child who is in kindergarten. I don't know what to do about the large volume of paper that is coming home. I scan the 8x11 sheets that don't have glue, glitter, rope, etc. I don't want to gum up my sheet feed scanner. The ones I'm really worried about are the large format ones. Sometimes she comes home with paper as long as 18 inches. Booklets that they make are hard to manage as well. I want to think long term. I want to keep the paper trail of how he learne

I had a ham & cheese sandwich and a salad (again) for lunch yesterday; I had 6 cookies as well. My ass has decided that ~5:30am is pooping time. This morning's poop took some work to get going. This turd was odd in the fact that it wasn't cylinder shaped, but like a ribbon. It was flattened and about 6" long and looked fiberous. The turd was a medium brown and had a healthy earth smell to it. Clean up took a few extra passes and it flushed easily. I rate it an 8.

The binding effects of the Percocets has passed. (pun not intended) Yesterday, I had a ham and cheese sandwich on rye bread and a small salad. I also had a craving for milk and drank a half gallon after work. I was awoken at 5am by my cat meowing by my head. I woke up, rolled over and started to let a 'Good Morning' fart. I felt a gurgling and welling up in my gut. "That's no fart", I thought to myself as I hopped up and staggered into the bathroom half awake. Everything seems to have

There is something up with a muscle in my upper leg; the pain is like a punishment from God. My doc perscribed Percocet for me; they tend to bind me up. I hadn't pooped for almost 2 days and this morning the pain in my gut was unbearable. In the past days I had eaten the buffet at Charlie Chang's, a roll-up from Harris Teeter's, 2 cheeseburgers from McD's, and 2-3 pounds of red, seedless grapes. This sat in my gut, like a lead weight. Sitting on the can was painful as the muscle is very

just as a note, I got mod points today... I'll update this JE to link to the comments I use them on.

MTC,

UPDATE:: Never used them... oh well :)