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12:45 a.m. - 02-24-2003
Trips, Taxes and more on moving.
"I said, 'It's not like I have a bomb!'"

Da' Bear is blessed with some kick-ass friends. I'm trying to plan a trip back to Missouri to see the fam and I've got one of my bestest buds, Angeline helping my idiot ass out. She's such a sweetie, and she's so damn cute!! **ROWR** One of these days we're gonna have to take a trip over to Texas to meet her and our other bud Dana

Things are pretty much the same here. Still a bit freaked over our income taxes but there's not really anything more we can do about them. Still really sucks, though.


The wife has decided now that we should wait on the move for about a year. Her mother came over yesterday while MonkeyBoy and I were playing on the Xbox. Soon as I saw who it was I was like, "Oh great." I knew she was there to grill me about the move and to try and get me to change the wife's mind. Of course, she wasn't to thrilled to find out I wanted to move too. She hung around for about 45 minutes and then finally left...crying...muttering "This is killing me." I actually felt bad because I didn't feel bad. Is that bad? I mean, she's all crying and upset and I'm just sitting there. I felt bad, like a dick, but at the same time I'm like, well, you had to face this sooner or later. Of course, now that we've decided to wait, I feel like she's got this smirk or this air about her like she won or something. And then, when we finally do decided to move, she's going to go back to her normal tactics. Not looking forward to that.

She kept feeding all these different lines of bullshit, trying to scare me or whatever. She tried to tell me that the area we want to move to is full of black people, like that would bother me. She and my father-in-law are the fucking racists, not me. I have no problem living in an area with black people. She also tried to get me to believe that they were bussing blacks in for school. But she made one small mistake that told me she was making it up. She said they were bussing them in from Ft. Pierce. Ft. Pierce is on the east coast of Florida. Where we want to move is on the west coast. So I gave her a look and said, "They're bussing kids all the way across the state, though the Everglades, just to put them in a different school?" She realized her error and kind of shut up about it after that. Just aggravated me to no end. Maybe that's why I wasn't real heart-broken when she was crying.


So, after the race today I flip over and catch an Arena Football game on NBC. Pretty fuckin' cool. Talk about action! I won't go into all the rules and stuff, but the field is ½ the length of a regular field (50 yards instead of 100) and they have no sidelines. Instead they have boards, like in hockey. It's really cool to watch. If you're any kind of football fan, you've got to check out Arena Football. It's a kick.

Well, I'm stopping for now. Time to go to bed. I tired. Keep getting woken up early in the morning by a 2-year old kicking me in the kidneys. He's yet to get me in the nuts, but I just know my time is coming.

Till then, take care you all. And, Angeline, thanks again sweetie.

Da 'Bear

 

 

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