I've recently noticed, as many have noticed eons before me, that my journal is well kind of a dumbed down version of me. Not really a dumbed down version justa more simplistic version. My friends say they can see the internet candy kid in their minds. Then we talk and I tend to be large wordy in real life now, I often get asked what words mean or if they are even real words. I blame my families propensity for using larger words around the dinner table. Odd how I took for granted that we ate meals together almost all the time. I this day and age it makes me want to make sure that we eat together on a more regular basis. I think with H back in school it has gotten me a bit more motivated to get shite done. I want to get out table back into usable form and make more homemade meals. This week alone I've cooked twice as much as usual and Im not too torn up about it. The only thing that caught me off guard was the fact that I spent almost $40 to make fajitas last night. I did a pretty decent job for a fly by night operation. I blame the cheese for that price tag. So now I have to get my ass to the income assistance office so I can grab myself a list of the supported daycares and find one that can be bussed to easily for H and I.

We need a car and we thought we were going to get one from our friends, but I don't think that is going to happen so I may need to just look high and low for cars in the classifieds and deal with a lot of upkeep for a few years. I don't want any sort of debt with a car until we have “stable” jobs and know that we can handle the financial burden it will put upon us. I loathe to junk Gus but it seems like the best course of action as of now. Stereo out and junk the Saturn *sneef* I'll miss that old boy he saw me through a lot of stuff in our short relationship. He saw my engagement, birth of my daughter, and lots of trouble I created for myself. tis because of him I've decided that I could handle owning another Saturn even if they are a tad on the gutless side.

Not much else in my head except I think I might have found a newish band to enjoy, Snake River Consiracy, not too bad, although I only really pay attention when I hear a cover. HAW!

So being a parent is not conducive when one gets offered free Dave Mathew's tickets only hours before the show. I even tried to find a babysitter, however, I figured my daughter would hate me for eternity if I happened to yet get another babysitter today. I woulda been fun because the group we would have gone with would have been muy fun. Almost as fun as running into my friend Chopper at the BNL/Alanis concert. I think he and my wife are now pseudo soul mates. They both try to get me onstage when it comes to kareoke and well both love BNL. Punks. Funny how I used to get made or even a bit down when I couldn't make it to these things. But lately I almost prefer to spend time at home. Although time out with my wife on a more regular basis would be nice. She is only lucky that she is so incredibly cute and precious. Observe her cuteness in all its glory

I've started the warpath to a new job, then my current employer threw a curve ball at me. The general manager asked me to do some MOD shifts sometime in the future and hopefully open up my availability. Im thinking about it just to be able to put that I have management experience. We are also going to have Sundays as well I would gun for those and maybe even Saturday days as well. So I can make sure the place runs right and well. Im sure I'll be able to request my servers for those days and get them if I talk to the server long and hard. I want out so bad, Im thinking about hitting up a new resturant that is opening up reasonably close to my house, and just picking up a few shifts there. This would be difficult since it is just opening up and new so they want full times. I've toyed with the idea that they may let me just because Im a bad ass, but then again they don't have concrete proof of that. We shall see.

I don't know I think Im beginning to like life again, I've found yet anothe rsoul mate who is like the female version of me. Well except she is trying to be healthy, hrm she's not me. blah. I've found less yucky time and more just downtime. I've realized how cool my wife is and how hard she tries to keep things balanced at home. This sem is going to be harder than hell as she has classes all over the place. I think I may have to find a cheap car and work on it inccessently just to keep us sane. Honestly, not only that if we can get Ri into daycare finally we may be able to meet H for a dinner picnic at the duck pond while she waits for her next late night class. High hopes for our futures. Mental not to self: Remember to get the income verification form filled out today for our lease. 10 months oughtta do it.