Today has been a good day, since last night. I had to get get rid of my son's bed in my room and all of his toys. I know now why parents change their kids rooms into studies when they go away for college. I surea as hell don't want to be reminded that he is gone but I'm not going to ignore him. When I friest came back I couldn't look at his ( Read more... )

... because that is what blogging is all about anyway, right? Yeah, so, my son's mother picks my boy up to live with her for a year on Father's Day of all days, the next day I leave for my brother's wedding in Mexico and when I return my girlfriend breaks up with me. That pretty much sums it all up right there.

...well, that and I haven't put one in in a long time. To up-date ya'll who weren't there, great Misty Night! "I have it!", Paul ranted with his mixed drink in one hand and cigarette in the other. He continued his conversation with Petey, unknown that his voice was being recorded onto a child's toy cell phone. "I own it! I have the gorilla mask ( Read more... )

... you no read if you no want to ( Read more... )

(B/C My word proscissors is down.... you don't have to read. Unless you really really want to! Cuz it is a good story! It's kind of out of order though ( Read more... )

"The Return of the Squire ( Read more... )

Yeah, Jonas' bus dropped him off today... I went inside the bus to get him and there was this blind kid sitting there with these silver glazed eyes. I was kind of in a hurry to get Jonas out because I didn't here the bus driver honging and it was raining. But just seeing that child sitting, watching everything with his ears... it was amazing yet ( Read more... )

Well, I need to get over myself and let go. Jonas took the short bus to his new class today. He just started at a new school that'll help him work on his speech. It was friggin' cute. I took pictures with the 110 camera. I've calmed down about his mom. I really shouldn't deleve into her personal life like that. That's why I left Texas in the ( Read more... )

There's a galaxy out there with my name on its bumper. I think that it just ran me over, leaving its nebula exhaust in my face. My legs a palms are flat on the black asphalt of space. Stardust sticks itself on the Jesus of my hand, tiny planets stay there along with asteroids, meteors, and other space debris. Who was driving that thing ( Read more... )

Jesus Christ, dudes. I don't know. I've had time to calm down a bit but I'll explain if anyone really cares to know. Well, here was the plan with my son going back to live with his mom; Next month she'd come out here and pick him up. Which usually its something that I have to see to believe with her. It's just the same old drill. She's says ( Read more... )