
(My son picked out the picture)
P.O.S....That is what I feel like right now.
Where did I loose touch of what was important? Better yet, why? Tonight I read L's blog (for the first time in a couple weeks) and I have to admit, I felt like a P.O.S. I mean, I knew she was feeling very stressed out the last couple weeks, hell we all have, but I had no idea the
true way she was feeling.
What does that say about our relationship you may ask...the fuck if I know. I think it means that I have lost track of what is really important to me. But what have I replaced it with, nothing that I can think of. That's even worse, am I turning into my dad? That's my biggest fear as a person. Literally, everyday I wake up and one of my objectives is to not be like my fuckin' P.O.S. father. That bastard left a wife of over 20 years, and 3 kids ages 5 , 10, and 15...for what, a fuckin' korean whore(I sincerely apologize for the slander).
Alright now I'm pissed...and rambling. I'll spare you all the psycho-babble-bullshit...at least the rest of it.
Quote de jour: "One can survive everything, nowadays, except death, and live down everything except a good reputation."
Oscar Wilde