Middle-aged, married with 2 kids but feels like he's still 17... Mostly dark musings and commentary on life.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Testing my faith...
We received a call from B. He has a fever of 103 and we have to pick him up from his spring break alternative trip. This fucking sucks! Why in the world would God deny him this opportunity? I am so fucking pissed right now.
Like Kevin Spacey in American Beauty, came alive a few years back and now I am living life. Unlike Kevin Spacey I did not end up with a bullet in my head.
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Oh yeah. I had to go to Denver in December to pick up Rach from the Thespian's convention because she was sick.
Bites.
Because we are all just chess pieces in this cruel game of life, and we are at the whim of some very cruel players.
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