Code Name D.A.D. … Defeat Anger Daily

Well, I have one more hour left in my shift at work. The one person I thought was going to do something with me for my birthday had to cancel. The only other "offer" I had was from da Missus to take me out to dinner. Don’t know if it was just the two of us, w/ da Twinsies or if even of her Boyfriend was going to tag along. *SHRUG* Guess it does not matter either way. I made the choice when she offered it that I did not think I want that.

She still wants us to be friends. Buddies. Pals. Sorry. I can be friendly, but not a whole lot more now. She still does not understand how badly I have been hurt in all this. Or if she does know, she does not care. And for my own self-respect, I think that I need to quit holding on. This was one small way for me to do it.

So, on my birthday, I went to work, will be stopping by the store, getting cat food and frozen pizza and going home to my empty house.

Happy Fucking Birthday

PS: One of my bestest friends in the whole, wild world called wished me a happy birthday, invited me over and the chewed me out when I said that I wasn’t in the mood.  She made me realized what I had. THANKS. Then I looked at all the Birthday greeting I got on Facebook today.

 I just need to get over myself.

In just a few minutes, I will be turning 37. As of yet, nothing is planned for my birthday.

Worse part is, is that I will probably be spending it alone other than who I see at work. Maybe a few phone calls from family. Maybe a frien or two will remember, but I doubt it. No wife to do anything for me. No kids to play with. I don’t expect my dog or cat to do anything for me.

My point? I guess I don’t have one. I guess I just wanted to wallow in my misery. Guess if I want to cheer up I can read the wonderful sweet blog post da Missus wrote 2 years ago. It was very sweet. A few months after that she met her boyfriend she ended up leaving me for. Well, I am sure she meant it wheb she wrote it.

Barogelmon had a wonderful garden and tried very hard to take care of his garden. His best friend lived next door had an apple tree. This apple tree had a tendency to drop apples into Barogelmon’s garden. Well, this was never a problem until his neighbor had to move. His neighbor never sold his home and was not sure if he was going to sell it or move back.

Now this was beginning to cause a problem. The apples continued to fall into Barogelmons’s garden. Barogelmon did not know what to do. He knew they were cluttering his garden.

Should Barogelmon continue to let them fall and just move them out of his garden?

Since they do not belong to Barogelmon, but were in his garden should he gather and sell them?

Should he contact his neighbor and tell him to come clean out the garden?

Sorry for the lack of posts recently. And thank you also for the emails and comments of concern. I am alive. I have not been posting much due to holiday depression.

And truth be told; I just have not had much to say. Soon I will be posting my 2009 resolutions…..