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PSA for STL ppl

STL PEOPLE! If you have the gas, ability, and desire, head on out to Northwest High School from 130-330 pm today to counter-protest the hate-mongers of the Westboro Baptist Church (the God hates fags people.)

Parental surprises

So it's no secret, dear readers, that I haven't exactly had the best relationship with my family, especially my mother, over the course of my life, but especially since everything went down with Lisa. I made a lot of mistakes and bad decisions during my time with her. That said, I regret none of it, as it's all been a chance to learn from said mistakes. Since then, things have gone back and forth between seeming like improvement and seeming altogether hopeless. My mother and I aren't the most flexible people in the world once we form opinions, and when those opinions differ, it's no bueno.
As a note to the above, while I don't regret the things that happened with Lisa, as it taught me a great and many lessons about being well guarded, it also caused a great deal of strife between me and my parents. For that, I am sorry. When all was finally revealed, it was shown that I had misjudged many situations, allowing myself to be blinded. I should never have doubted my parents when they gave me their word on something, and I chose to believe lies from someone I hadn't, in hindsight, known for very long at the time over the people who raised me. I was wrong, and for that and the problems it's caused, I'm sorry.
Fast forward to last night. I had previously spoken to my father about the plans to elope and that Amanda wanted me to wear a tux regardless for the wedding. He stated that in spite of several other expenses, he would see what he could do to help if I did the legwork. So Amanda and I headed up to Men's Wearhouse, as we had already done some internet based research. After going through everything, we got the price and headed home. I called my father to discuss options.
He was hesitant at first, as like I had said, there were expenses not previously accounted for. He was in a bad accident a month or so ago, and his truck was totaled out. Fortunately, he survived practically unscathed. I really don't know what I'd do if he hadn't, but oy. Anyway, before I put my head in a bad place, the saga continues. He suggested perhaps putting the money towards something special, and I told him this was special, something Amanda and I both wanted. He asked me a few more questions, which I answered, showing him I had done my homework. He agreed to meet us at the Casino Queen, since he and my mother were headed there anyway.
We showed up, but Amanda forgot her ID so we had to wait in the lobby. I called him and he came and met up with us. My mother was apparently in a fierce battle of wills with a random one-armed bandit. Anyway, we spoke for a bit, and he and Amanda seemed to hit it off fine, as I knew they would. It's kinda hard not to like the second most awesome person in the world (first being me :P). I got the money for the tux, we talked some more, and then we had to leave to make the train back.
As we were walking away, my dad calls me and tells me to come back, that he has something for me. This leads to all manner of confusion on my part, as I've no idea what it could be. Turns out my mother had advised him to give me quite an impressive additional amount of money with the request that we use it for a special night out after the ceremony. I never expected such a gift, really, especially after recent conversations, but parents can be full of surprises. I'm quite grateful, and taken aback, by the generosity, and I can only hope that it foreshadows a happy and blissful future relationship between myself, my wife, and my parents. The kinda I've envisioned since the first day I ever thought about the idea of being married.
Saturday can't come quick enough!


I asked...

She said YES!!!

I'm getting married!

I love you, Amanda Jo Oskey, you has my whole heart!

Midwinter '08

Midwinter costs: $150.00

One Toreador list post: free

One private response: free

The end result: priceless

I swear...

Every day with this woman is even better than the day before. I've never known happiness like she makes me feel, and I don't think there's anyone who could find any way to beat this.

Plus, she recognizes my pure awesomeness and tells me so constantly. Can never fucking get tired of that. :P

Love you baby. Hardcore. <3


Broke up with the old gf. She drove me nutty. I wasn't happy, so I changed it.

Got a job, got promoted. I rock like that. I'm the Database ST for The Market at Busch's Grove :P

Got a new gf, the infinitely fabulous Ms. Amanda Jo. She makes me happy. Like, hardcore. Flowers and sunshine and rainbows and all that shit. <3

Living with my friend Diana and her folks. Kids drive me nutty. Starting to ponder creative uses of duct tape. Affordability FTW tho. More money to spend spoiling the above mentioned gf. :P

Game going awesome. OWBN lookin good, and started playing in a troupe game. primogen and got another status within first 3 games. This is almost too easy...

All the news that's fit to print, hardcore condensed version yo.


It was made of win. Much was accomplished. much will be achieved.

Also, some bitches gonna die. Fo' Realz yo.

Fuck with tha rose, you get tha thorns.
...caused by Christina Aguilera.

Never thought that would happen.
I can't watch this scene without feeling my own passion and aggression well up. It's magic.

Prince Humperdinck: First things first, to the death.
Westley: No. To the pain.
Prince Humperdinck: I don't think I'm quite familiar with that phrase.
Westley: I'll explain and I'll use small words so that you'll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon.
Prince Humperdinck: That may be the first time in my life a man has dared insult me.
Westley: It won't be the last. To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn't finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my ears, I understand let's get on with it.
Westley: WRONG. Your ears you keep and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God! What is that thing," will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
Prince Humperdinck: I think your bluffing.
Westley: It's possible, Pig, I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand. But, then again... perhaps I have the strength after all.
[slowly rises and points sword directly at the prince]
Westley: DROP... YOUR... SWORD!