My brother was supposed to get married but that was a week ago and he is currently single and battling a psycotic ex-fiance who may/may not be carrying his child within her womb. She verbally assualts him and textually annihilates his self-esteem. She says vile things to his face about everything you could possibly imagine someone berating another person for and then she sends seething text messages in order to stick her grimy fingernail just a little deeper into my brother's gaping wounds. He is a shattered person. Melissa and I went to Ohio last weekend because we had the plane tickets already purchased from when the wedding was still happening. We went for consolation and, unbeknownsted to us, manual labor. We spent most of the time lugging furniture from my parents' garage into a storage unit. It was hard to be callous though, since we were attempting to help right a life gone terrible awkward and stupid. My family is close but we have a lot of secrets we keep from each other. Not a healthy situation but honesty is becoming more and more of a priority amongst my brothers the older we get. One of my younger brothers finally stop trying to hide his smoking habit. Another brother finally moved out of the house he wouldn't tell my parents he was living in. And I, well, I don't know what my parents don't know about me right now. Melissa and I share it all, and perhaps those are the things my parents need not know.
So in like manner as my siblings' truthfulness problem, I had a klondike bar for breakfast. I will surely die. "You will not surely die!" OH, YES I WILL. Melissa and I are obsessive. I can hide mine better. In fact until this week I didn't even know I had these tendencies. I am obsessed with MSG. What a horrid obsession. It is so entirely inescapable. So much so that I am beginning to be just a tad wary of just how dangerous it is. I have been reading about the myriad of adverse health affects MSG causes or exacerbates. I am terrified. The world is fucked. Not just because of MSG but who is truly honest anymore? Who truly does things without selfish gain as even a slight motivation?
Friday, April 25, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
when looking for new
I know that to speak harshly of one's current employer on such a public platform as a blog is a veritible shot in the eyeball. So in observance of this fact I will not do that. But goodness it is going to take a great deal of willpower.
My parents are mostly likely in Australia by now. I talked them last night while they were in LA awaiting their 3:00 A.M. take off. They had a 14 hour flight looming and they sounded tired yet excitedly impatient. I burdened them with my job woes so there is no need to unload here. I got it all out.
Speaking of my parents' trip to Australia, I feel quite envious of them. Of course I can be jealous of anyone traveling abroad without even thinking about it, but my parents have been world traversing several times a year for a few years now. Many trips to Hawaii, Honduras, Ireland, France, Belgium, and now Australia. I am proud of my parents and how hard they have worked to be able to enjoy parts of our world that many Americans are not able to, but I am also a bit miffed that this is not myself and my wife. One of the reasons we decided to marry so young was that we both wanted to travel widely and far-ly and we figured it makes so much more sense to do just that together in wedded bliss. So far we have made it to Canada. We are on our way to being true jet-setters. We are actually going back to Canada this summer to lounge at her family's cottage and so I can finally meet an Aunt and Uncle and "crew" of cousins I have yet to. We are also heading East next month to play music for some people are various venues. My parents are in their fifties and have been married over a quarter century. Melissa and I are in our early twenties and have been married about three-quarters of a year. Perhaps all is as it should be.
My parents are mostly likely in Australia by now. I talked them last night while they were in LA awaiting their 3:00 A.M. take off. They had a 14 hour flight looming and they sounded tired yet excitedly impatient. I burdened them with my job woes so there is no need to unload here. I got it all out.
Speaking of my parents' trip to Australia, I feel quite envious of them. Of course I can be jealous of anyone traveling abroad without even thinking about it, but my parents have been world traversing several times a year for a few years now. Many trips to Hawaii, Honduras, Ireland, France, Belgium, and now Australia. I am proud of my parents and how hard they have worked to be able to enjoy parts of our world that many Americans are not able to, but I am also a bit miffed that this is not myself and my wife. One of the reasons we decided to marry so young was that we both wanted to travel widely and far-ly and we figured it makes so much more sense to do just that together in wedded bliss. So far we have made it to Canada. We are on our way to being true jet-setters. We are actually going back to Canada this summer to lounge at her family's cottage and so I can finally meet an Aunt and Uncle and "crew" of cousins I have yet to. We are also heading East next month to play music for some people are various venues. My parents are in their fifties and have been married over a quarter century. Melissa and I are in our early twenties and have been married about three-quarters of a year. Perhaps all is as it should be.
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