Attached is a short story I wrote in college (Communication 101 to be precise). I’ve been working on it off and on for years since then. Comments and suggestions are always welcome.
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The bulk of it was written in early 2003. There have been other edits since then. Please enjoy!
I have finally managed to move all of my poems over to the blogging system.
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As expected, the inevitable decline of great things in my life has come. I had a really good run this time. For those keeping tabs on my personal life (or those that can read the post prior to this one) know that my great grandmother passed on last week. Personally, I knew it was not something that was going to be easy. I remember the days when we used to go to Wisconsin to visit her and my great grandfather. Her priorities always seemed to be to make sure I had a full stomach and that I felt welcome and loved. She always succeeded. I will always have a place in my heart for her. I miss you grandma…
To add to my cloud-reaching stress level, a number of things have been really kicking me in the ass. Contrary to popular belief (and something quite hard to fathom for that matter), I’ve always loved going to work. Hell, it was an obsession at one point. I always try to excel at whatever I do and I felt I have since I started working there. Lately though, I feel like I have way too much on my plate. It honestly feels like I’m doing the work of three technicians. In the beginning, it was Jeff, myself, and Vlad. We hired on some more guys and then two quit, Vlad being one of them. As time progressed, Jeff got a promotion and seldom goes out on calls anymore. So, doing the math, I’ve effectively picked up their work loads, on top of the other shit I’ve been attempting to micro-manage. We have contracts with a bunch of schools that require extra attention as I am basically the network administrator for them. Well, as I’m already burnt out from work, and have a ton of stress from life (which I’ll get to shortly), I can’t give them the attention they really need. I truly feel like I’m going to just lose it.
Then we have life. Let’s flashback to Monday of last week. I received an e-mail from my grandmother that my great grandmother wasn’t doing so hot and Hospice gave her about 10 days at most to live. So I go into panic mode. I wanted to get to Wisconsin (Necedah, WI) to be exact. Also, the right front barring on my car is making my car make a loud grinding noise. On top of that, the place where I’m moving decided to up my security deposit from $300 to about $900. So, I’m short on cash. So, to recap: Car is fucked, need to get it fixed to go to Wisconsin within 10 days, but I either spend the money I have and not move next month or get my car fixed. I nearly had a breakdown. Unfortunately, she passed sometime in her rest overnight. So there I am with a funeral to prepare for.
Now for a little back story, my mother and father don’t get along at all. It’s to the point where I didn’t meet my father’s family formally until I was 17. Needless to say, I’ve never seen my mother with my father’s family. Anyway, the wake went okay. My dad’s family and my mother got along better than I expected (which isn’t really saying much, but we’ll let it slide this time). Then there was the funeral on Monday.
Time for some more back story. I never really knew my father growing up. He used to come and go from the picture through most of my life. I didn’t start getting to know him until 2005 (I’m 21 at this point). We actually had a pretty decent time. Over the next few years, I would go out and see him in the summer for a couple weeks and just bond. I actually started to look up to the guy and feel like I actually had a father.
Well, the few years of effort on his part all went down the shitter before the funeral. I was about 10 minutes from picking my mother because she needed a ride. I received a call from the old man asking why I dare bring my mother to HIS grandmother’s funeral. She’s my grandmother too. I told him that she has every right in the world to say her good-byes. We go back and forth verbally about my mother never knowing my great grandmother. I’m sorry, but she has every right to pay her respects. Just because he can’t get over his petty feud with my mother is his problem. A few more minutes of arguing and we hung up. So, as of right now, I’m no longer on speaking terms with him and quite frankly, I just don’t care. I lived most of my life without knowing him, I’m sure I’ll do just fine. Yeah, it’s going to suck that I finally started to bond with him, but he didn’t have to be such an ass hole to my mother. It’s time to grow the fuck up. I buried my hatchet on my father’s side disowning me a long time ago. Some people just never let go.
So, that’s my story. Now that the dust is starting to settle on some things, I’ll find some time soon to resume working on the website. Peace out my fellowship. Life’s too short for stress. Enjoy yourself!
Rest in peace grandma Jeanette.
You are in our hearts and our prayers now…
So I’ve been sick all weekend with “a bad case of the flu” (my doctor). Now that the cold is starting to subside, life decides to throw another curve ball (or a barrage of them for that matter) my way. My great grandmother is taking a turn for the worse, so I’m making an emergency trip up to Wisconsin to visit before the inevitable sets in. I have to schedule it around my father’s side of my family’s schedule as I feel there is still some tension from all the years ago. Needless to say, Sunday should be a very long day. On top of everything else, the bearing in my front right tire is shot, so that needs to get repaired before the trip. This normally wouldn’t be an issue, except for the fact I move next month and I’m completely strapped for cash. I swear to God, when it rains in my life, a monsoon follows shortly.
My mother, in her infinite wisdom, took it upon herself to piss off her neighbors and is facing eviction, which means I’ll probably be orchestrating two moves in the next month or so instead of one.
Ahh, and then there’s work, but I won’t even get started… today anyway…
Here is my video of me unlocking the “Score Hero” achievement for this song on my Xbox 360. I can’t tell you how many times I played this stupid song. For those aspiring to achieve my level of greatness all I can say is memorize the star power locations. In all seriousness though, I sucked hard at the song. The only reason I’m publishing it is because I unlocked the achievement after days of practicing.
Good luck all and please enjoy!
Final Score: 328,415
Hey there viewership. In case you have not noticed yet, I have been migrating information from the old stake I used to have to new content management system. So far everything is going great. I’ve moved most of the information that I neede to over. Unfortunately, I will be redoing my photo galleries yet again. (Yes, I want to shoot myself still). I’ve only redone them four times so far, but hey, who’s counting?
Nevertheless, things are starting to fall in place for the site. With the back-end stuff going as I expected it to, things are moving along much more smoothly. Here’s to loads of fun!
Update: So far, I’ve moved around half of my poems to the new part of the site. Only 27 more to go… Please enjoy and comment!
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