My Life For The Past Week in 25 Words Or Less
(okay, maybe more)

- Saw the kids for the first time in nearly five months this past Sunday. It was mind blowing in that they still call me "daddy", especially Ryan (he's 3, and I figured by now he wouldn't have had a clue who I am). Although Taya was quick to point out that she has a "second daddy". Expected. Hurtful, but expected. A visitation schedule must be worked out.

- Enjoyed a four day weekend, but worked New Brunswick Day. "Double time and a half" is all the incentive I needed. For once, I may get a decent paycheck.

- Speaking of work, it's looking more and more like I'll be switching professions again. More on that if/when it becomes official.

- Carrie's 27th birthday is Saturday. We're having a party, and it's sure to be a great time, affording me the luxury of actually drinking (I swear to Christ, I haven't had a drop of alcohol in over a month).

- She's really excited about this weekend, but I'm a little nervous about it. That's because my $91 paycheck doesn't allow for present shopping (especially when you factor in that the credit union will be looking for $100 of it... yes, I did the math too. And yes, I want to vomit). This is the reason I'm staying up extra late tonight (who the fuck am I kidding? I'm up extra late EVERY night these days). I figure I'll go to the bank machine before the grabasses open their doors, sneak out the cash, and go to the mall this morning. Sure, I'll be even further in the hole, but at this point the bottom has to be close. And, when her friends ask her what I got her for her birthday, she'll be able to give an answer other than "a hug".

- Recently heard the new Green Day track, "American Idiot". A return to form for the boys and I, for one, am happy to see them smacking Good Charlotte into their place. Alas, the album probably won't sell for shit, because the mallcore "punks" foolishly think it's the other way around.

- Echoing Carrie's blog post... "The Village" is a really good flick. If you like a good old fashioned mindfuck, pack your lube and get in line, biatch.

- Is that 25 words yet?