Well the night went something like this:
My wife and I went to the McMenamin's in Salem before our movie. Read a letter that my wife had written my mother in 1991. It was like a time warp. It detailed how I was a stresser way back then about the same shit I am now; being too old, work, money, material things...It also showed how my wife still had dreams of school and making more of herself then. The realization that neither of us had made any progess on our issues or dreams made me want to puke. Thanks mom.
Went to the only independent theater in Salem, Salem Cinema, and watched Napoleon Dynamite. We loved it. Just made me happy. I think some chick whistled at me when I came back in from the restroom. My low self esteem would like to think that anyway.
Then stopped at Applebee's to eat a late dinner. We pulled out the old box of love letters that we've collected over the years and read them. We didn't make it through all of them and most were from her to me. It was nice. All the women that worked at the restaurant were wetin' their panties it was so sweet.
We listened to Lauryn Hill's unplugged double cd all the way back to Corvallis; man she's good. We were feeling really good and close but hadn't touched on any of the current issues. We drove around the town a bit more and then stopped in the parking lot of our kids school to talk.
We talked about my affair with a woman at work. And why she should believe it would stop now when it's failed to stop even though I said it would numerous times over the last 10 months. Then my cell phone rang. It was her. No shit. Calling drunk from Dante's. I just wanted to fuckin' die. She never calls my cell phone. Then, when I'm in the car with my wife discussing the fate of our relationship with this woman being the main topic, she calls???
I'd leave me too. I was so stunned, and the call came in from a mutual friends phone, that I said it was from that guy and just told her that it was a bad time.
We finished what we could of talking but it got ugly. We just went home. I guess the wife stayed up and wrote on SG a bit and wrote the other woman an email asking her what her intentions were with me.
Today she wrote back. She copped to the cell call and said that it was all over.
Kids about to go to bed now. We have more talking to do.
Thank you for reading our daily drivel. Trials...sorry about the job man and keep your chin up with Holly. Thanks for the reaming too. I need my head kicked in sometimes.
My wife and I went to the McMenamin's in Salem before our movie. Read a letter that my wife had written my mother in 1991. It was like a time warp. It detailed how I was a stresser way back then about the same shit I am now; being too old, work, money, material things...It also showed how my wife still had dreams of school and making more of herself then. The realization that neither of us had made any progess on our issues or dreams made me want to puke. Thanks mom.
Went to the only independent theater in Salem, Salem Cinema, and watched Napoleon Dynamite. We loved it. Just made me happy. I think some chick whistled at me when I came back in from the restroom. My low self esteem would like to think that anyway.
Then stopped at Applebee's to eat a late dinner. We pulled out the old box of love letters that we've collected over the years and read them. We didn't make it through all of them and most were from her to me. It was nice. All the women that worked at the restaurant were wetin' their panties it was so sweet.
We listened to Lauryn Hill's unplugged double cd all the way back to Corvallis; man she's good. We were feeling really good and close but hadn't touched on any of the current issues. We drove around the town a bit more and then stopped in the parking lot of our kids school to talk.
We talked about my affair with a woman at work. And why she should believe it would stop now when it's failed to stop even though I said it would numerous times over the last 10 months. Then my cell phone rang. It was her. No shit. Calling drunk from Dante's. I just wanted to fuckin' die. She never calls my cell phone. Then, when I'm in the car with my wife discussing the fate of our relationship with this woman being the main topic, she calls???
I'd leave me too. I was so stunned, and the call came in from a mutual friends phone, that I said it was from that guy and just told her that it was a bad time.
We finished what we could of talking but it got ugly. We just went home. I guess the wife stayed up and wrote on SG a bit and wrote the other woman an email asking her what her intentions were with me.
Today she wrote back. She copped to the cell call and said that it was all over.
Kids about to go to bed now. We have more talking to do.
Thank you for reading our daily drivel. Trials...sorry about the job man and keep your chin up with Holly. Thanks for the reaming too. I need my head kicked in sometimes.
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your the first person to have actually comment on what I had written.
i appreciate that.