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Last night.

Tonight is the last night in my apartment. Tomorrow, with my brother doing most of the work as I couldn't get time off of my job, we will be moving out to our property.

None of this, being a land owner, or a future homeowner, would be possible without my Dad. He was letting me borrow money from his retirement account to buy the land, and also to build what will become our house. Even when he was in prison, nobody did more for me than my dad. And everyday I wake up in that house, I'll be grateful for the gift he gave me.

I also took time to look back at the best gift my mom ever gave me. My dog Coal. I was so shocked when she got home from visiting my sister in Louisiana, and this tiny lump of pocket sized puppy came in the door with her. We had always wanted a dog when we were kids, but were never allowed to have one. (As an aside, our sister was allowed to have her damn cats, which always pissed me off) This dog coming into my life was such an
unexpected surprise.

I'm fortunate to have been given these wonderful, life changing gifts from my parents. But I'd rather still have them

Saying Goodbye

This past Saturday, at 4am, I received a call saying that my Dad passed away. Some of you may remember that a while back I said he had been in prison. It took so long for me to finally be able to share that with the community on TheO. ...

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Probably a bit overdue.

So, as the world knows, Robin Williams committed suicide a couple weeks ago. This hit me in such a hard way it surprised me. Let me explain. I have stated on the site many times over the last 10+ years I have been a member that I suffer fro...

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The Other Side of Turning 30. . .

So, as it probably popped up in the in-boxes to those who subscribe to me. I turned 30 years old yesterday. . .

I'm old now. . .

I spent the last two days fishing with my brother, so I can't complain. Our uncle come up from Mississippi and is spending the weekend with us.

Other than that, nothing is going on.

What's up with everyone else?

It should go without saying.

Once again, its been far too long since I decided to put thoughts here in the old blog.

I really feel that all the times I say I'm trying my damndest to work on myself, its all bullshit. I'm lying to me, about almost everything. I'm deluding myself with a lifetime's worth of bad habits.

I'm not good at being too social. It seems every time I try, I feel like I fail. I really suck at keeping in touch with the people who mean the most to me. All it would take is a simple call, or a text, a message on Facebook, or email. But I never get to it. I can't help but think that when I do reach out, I'm wasting the other person's time. Its not the case, I know that. But it is quite difficult to convince an introverted, depressed, and socially awkward mind otherwise.

Every time I hear any kind of compliment, I just think someone is trying to blow smoke up my ass.

I'm done with the ranting. Sorry for the depressing intrusion into what I assume are splendid weekends.

I think I'll go and take a walk through my new 20 acre tract of land.