Continuation of my saga from a long time ago (spring 2001)
 

Sorry to go back to an older discussion, but I wanted to say something here and it took me a while to get up my courage to sign up and then I had some trouble signing up (I haven't participated in one of these boards before, though I have followed this one off and on since I started trying to figure out what was going on with the enormous salary increases a couple years ago).


I think Mister Ebola has pointed out something important. This is a marriage with kids and that is not to be taken lightly. I know you have gone to therapists, Dealtoy, but have you talked to your pastor, overseer or other religious? It is very important that you put the kids first, and that you think through what this will do to them. You should spend time contemplating what is happending from their eyes, and if you are comfortable with it you should pray for guidance. There are successfull single parents out there, but it sounds like you may need to be the stabilizing influence for your children in these tough times. I know that there is so much confusion out there, but there are many people who are willing to help people in need.


Oh, and I met my wife when we were teenagers. I'd admired her for some time, but hadn't talked to her. One day I drank too much at a party and she took me home. We did have a bit of a rocky time when I became more religious after we had a late term miscarriage with our second child, but we stuck it out and now she comes to assemblies, too.

Excuse Me Miss, What's Your Name POLL
 

I've had two really significant relationships. The first began when my soon-to-be SO started running out of a class she had with my then not-very-significant-other to meet me first for lunch. This was pretty amazing to me, since she was just unbelievably cool. Cool and dark and a little evil, and definately someone who didn't have time for the proles, a category in which I considered myself. Turns out she was attracted to the same vibe coming off of me. I don't know when I decided she was "the one," but she definately was. I do know when I decided that, no, actually, she wasn't the one. That was when she started throwing books at me for spending the day at the law library right before finals.

The second was a classmate in lawschool who would have been best described as a mere acquaintance in whom I had no interest. Then one night (after the book thing) I happened to bump into her a law school party and she was wearing these boots. Damn. No, damn. As for how I knew she was "the one," again, somehow it just dawns on you.

God wanted me to win
 

Deion's Jesus defense works, and he doesn't have to pay entire repair bill.

Excuse Me Miss, What's Your Name POLL
 

I was a feverish, hacking flu-ridden wretch hunched over a law dictionary; he was a gentleman who brought me some tea from the dining hall.

Obvious from the start that he was the one.

Continuation of my saga from a long time ago (spring 2001)
 

Bless you, my son. Have you met Sister Fugee? Me smells a love connection.

Ah, you took a child bride after a battle with the evil grape. Bless you and bless her for forgiving your youthful sins. Perhaps I can confer with my brother Joseph Smith of the Saints to see if he has a place for you, the missus, and Sister Fugee?

Jesus

Continuation of my saga from a long time ago (spring 2001)
 

Not a parent, and admittedly a very selfish person, but it seems to me that in trying to "put the kids first" DT could very easily make things worse. He should obviously be thinking about how his actions will affect the kids, but this is his life too and he is no good to anyone unless he is first good to himself.

ABBA(center of my own universe, as everyone should be of theirs)Kiss

Polls
 

Can't answer TMs poll; far too outable (sort of thing that everyone says 'damn that's cool') Though it's related to a certain unique hobby of mine to which I've referred here a time or two.

But here's a poll: Fill in the blanks.

I'd like to be ____________, but I'm much too _____________.

Mine is:

I'd like to be Biggie, but I'm much too Sean Puffy Cohen.
Note: answers don't have to be names.

2d choice: I'd like to be Men (the Master) Nguyen, but I'm much too Phil Hellmuth.

str8

ketchup
 

In the latest J.D. Powers reports,* Hummers had staggeringly high complaint rates, many (most?) of which were about the gas mileage. It never occurs to many people buying them that they will become a vassal of their local gas station.


* Maybe not the latest, but something I heard not too long ago.

Polls
 

I'd like to be hot, but I'm much too lawyerly.

Polls
 

I'd like to be Jil Sander, but I'm much too North Face.

Polls
 

I'd like to be cool, but I'm much too geeky.

Edited because I can't spell.

Polls
 

Rickey says Rickey has a job, eh?

Polls
 

I'd love to be Sandra Bernhard but I am way too Anna Kournikova*





*As skilled, unfocused and unmotivated and distracted, but also hot, blonde and well racked.

Polls
 

I'd like to be Paigow for an entire weekend but I'm much too chickenshit afraid that I would enjoy it too much and never come back.

or

I'd like to be single and childless, just for one glorious weekend would be a treat, but I'm much too in love with my guys, even if they are sucking the life out of me.

Polls
 

I'd like to be Stephen Hawking but am way too Kelly Bundy.