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No weapon forged will prosper against me.

The Lord is my strength, my shield, and the God in whom I trust. He leads me in the paths of His righteousness. He saves, and restores my soul. I can suffer long within my patience, for He is ever faithful without fail. Amen.

Finding it

Odd how you act so interested but your always so busy. U just cant be that busy. Do I scare you. Boo Im just a wee lassie. Come On I wont bite, unless you want me too.

Long Way Home

I left the bar at last call and walked home. Then realized that I had locked my bike outside of the club and had to go back so it didn't get stolen...

I ain't working here no more

Its astounding how much a new manager can turn a job I loved into a place I dread going to every day. I actually thought I'd found a perfect fit but now I'm trying as hard as I can to find a new job.

Birthdays

It was my birthday this week. It's a day or early morning reflection for most people I think. I am so happy that I was born in Canada. I'm so happy I lived during a time when there was no internet and or cell phones. When you passed someone on the street you'd make eye contact and say hello. You respected other humans that were in your space, period. I'm happy that I have gained the power of knowledge by making many mistakes. I'm glad i've seen the world and it has humbled me. I'm glad I don't love freely, keep my circle tight and invest in it. The thing that made me the happiest this week, is waking up calm and zen-like. Happy to feel happy with what and who I have and need nothing more besides health.

Favourite child

I remember my sister having a birthday party when she was 6 or 7. My parents rented movies (this was in the 70s when the movies were reel-to-reel) and there were games and prizes and gifts and, of course, a cake. I never had a birthday party. I don't remember ever being asked or that it was ever an option for me. As parents, wouldn't you go out of your way not to play favourites with your children?

Driving

Whenever I shoulder check when changing lanes I feel like Han Solo.

Time to change my style

I'm going to grow my hair out, grow a beard, wax my chest, but leave some hair right in the centre between my pecks. Girls will love it.

Vulgarity.

Not trying to judge because as a man I'm bad to the bone at times for certain. Especially when hanging out with my friends at a bar. But I just do not understand why it's so necessary to use so so much vulgar language. I'm not talking about the usual cuss words once in a while when used with humor, or when justifiably angry about something. But when it's used in mixed company to comment about ones anatomy in a sexual way, why would anyone think that is cool or impressive? I honestly don't get that part.

Thinking of my exit

I’m contemplating on whether to leave my current job and go look for another one. The only reason I’m sticking around is because it pays pretty well but there are times when things get very disorganized. One supervisor wants me to do one thing and another supervisor wants me to do another. And I end up being caught in the middle of all this chaos. Wouldn’t it be better to work under the jurisdiction of just one supervisor instead of five or 10?

I SAW YOU

Golden Pearl

Just made eye contact in the restaurant.... and then later on in the parking lot as I was driving...

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