Well, I am off to Tampa tomorrow and it should be great. I am still trying to get all the details worked out about Thursday and Friday night, as I might just stay in Tampa and have Brad and Roy stay with me instead of all that driving. Brad got a few hotties lined up and Roy I am sure will be up for it, but I am just not sure yet. Saturday though, is set and I am ready. I am going to pack all my shit tonight and I'll be leaving here about 1 tomorrow afternoon, so this will be my last post for a few days. I hope you all enjoy your weekend as I know I certainly will. :)
It was SO good to see the Mouse yesterday! I picked her up from school and we went to Walgreens' for the Disney Princess ornaments and then came home and hung them on the tree. She was SO excited! I made dinner and we ate and colored in front of our Christmas tree. As she was leaving, she went up to the tree and gave it a big hug and a kiss, so sweet. I won't see her for a few days but I told her I always think about her and that I will miss her dearly.
Well it looks like the Philadelphia Flyers are back to being the badboys of the NHL. Scott Hartnell got a 2 game suspension for plowing a Bruins player, but what a pussy this dude was. He was on his knees trying to control the puck (?) and Hartnell came across and plowed into him, knocking his head into the dasher. Now of course, everyone is up in arms because this is the 4th Flyer suspended this year (!), and they are burying us across the nation. Good. Bring the hate. We hate all you fuckers anyway so bring your shit. I WANT to be the most hated team in the league. Maybe it'll inject some desperately needed passion back into this game. Wait till fuckin Steve Downie gets called up. You want mayhem? Then it is mayhem you shall get. What a faggot league this has turned into. Makes me sick. How I long for the days of Schultz or Dave Brown starting bench-clearing brawls before the game starts. Thanks Bettman, you fuckin' pussy. Go back to the NBA.
Sean Taylor? Rest in peace dude. I hate your team but I feel bad for the family and the little child you left behind. In my opinion, this was a flat-out hit on him. Perhaps not necessary to kill him (I mean, Christ, shot in the upper leg?), but maybe just a hit to end his playing career. I know this dude was involved with some bad dudes and some crooked shit in the past, but it certainly seemed to me like he was turning his life around and getting on the right path after the birth of his kid, and that's exactly what it should have done for him. But see, once your involved in that thug shit, there's a possibility that you never really escape it. There is a LOT more to this story that we know and it will interesting to see how it all plays out in the upcoming weeks.
Katie is my favorite match from match so far. :)
I saw my psychologist for the first time in three weeks yesterday, and it went pretty well. She said she can definitely notice some changes in me for the better and I pretty much told her what I told you all here in that I refuse to put up with the slightest amount of bullshit from anyone anymore. We talked about my brother being deployed, me being alone for the holidays, I told her about Sara from Connecticut and even Lori. We talked about Marilyn and I told her I have a hard time figuring out why I actually did love her. She told me that I was so very vulnerable and she capitalized upon that. She told me that I was so hungry to love (and to be loved) that I ignored a lot of the things I didn't like about Marilyn because I didn't want to face the reality of it. But once I stepped back (broke up) and really looked at how she treated me throughout the relationship, how she fucked with my emotions, all that shit, I realized how truly wrong she was for me and that I needed to break up with her to gain that perspective. A wise woman my therapist is, I tell ya. Also, she paid me such a great compliment in that she told me that she thinks I should start a Savannah Single Dads group because she has never seen a single dad so committed to their child like I am.
And speaking of Marilyn, she just might get an unexpected visit from me on Friday at her work. I want closure on this and I still have some of her shit that I want to get rid of as I am sick of looking at it and rather destroy it, I'd rather show up and let her know I was there. I haven't decided yet, but maybe I'll just drop it off at the front desk with the secretaries, maybe I'll march back there and startle her and look her dead in the eye one last time. We shall see.
I really think that's about it. I pack tonight and off I go. I'm pretty excited and I am going to see a lot of my old friends who I haven't seen since, well, the last reunion show. Should be killer! :)
Remember: Most relationships fail not because of the absence of love. It's just that one loves too much, and the other loves too many.
