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It kind of sucks when you need to work so you can pay to replace something on your car, but your car won't get you to work because you need to replace something on your car. The only good thing about this is that I can go back to bed. Unfortunately I'll probably be up all night worried.

But I managed to get the fucker...
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I'm in a good mood, or would be if I didn't have little things nagging at the back of my mind. I've got a couple of things to take care of, and I've got a decision to make about something. My mind is pretty much made up after talking it out, mostly to myself, to exhaustion. When I want to do something, but I see...
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I just finished running a little while ago. I still hate that shit and always will, but I'm keeping up with my goals even though I took almost a week off from it. It's not like I didn't get plenty of exercise this weekend. I'm still a bit sore in places, but it's a good kind of sore from a very satisfying weekend. I wish...
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I hate SG right now because it's not letting me post a blog about my little vacation with Cheryl this past weekend. The first attempt included a lot of pics, the second only three, but still no luck. The page will not load after I hit 'add blog,' so fuck it. If this works and you give a damn you can check out my pictures...
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I just had one of the most honest moments of my life. Moments like that scare me, because I'm wide open with all my defenses down. But fuck it. I felt like being completely honest for a minute and saying a lot of things that I wanted to say, all at once. I feel good about it too.

Bad dream. Woke up and threw up on myself...only a little, but enough. What the fuck is up with that. Sheets are in the washer, and I didn't get any on the mattress, but I'm going to sleep on the couch. I feel fine now. Just a really bad dream. It's been a long time since anything has gotten to me that bad.

I'm tired, and I just want to put my arms around someone who is all that really matters and go to sleep for a long time.

I hate running. It sucks, and I always feel shitty afterwards. And you want to know what the worst part is? I barely ran over a quarter mile. I know a girl at work who runs upwards of two miles every day, and I'm supposed to believe that the physical standards for women in the military are fair when they are capable, but not required,...
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I am one of the luckiest, if not the luckiest, guys on the face of the earth. I realize this. I cherish this. I don't want this to change. I have a wonderful, sexy, intelligent woman in my life and for some reason she wants to be a part of my life. It's not perfect. What is? Nothing. Not me, not her, not you. That's...
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