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[July 31, 2010] |
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Who wants to go to Disney World? I do.
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[June 17, 2010] |
I haven't felt much like updating. Still don't, really. Got the report back. I had another week of physical therapy, then was told I couldn't pitch anymore. I was offered a coaching position. They didn't want to lose my talent. I turned them down. I can't be that close and not play. I just.. can't. Because I love it.
I don't know what I'm gonna do yet. I have a place picked out for a restaurant. I've got other ideas, too. But, right now, I just kind of wanna sulk a little. There's nothing wrong with that. At all.
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[May 23, 2010] |
Tonight, before she left to go have dinner at her friend's house, Annie told Lydia and I that she wanted to be a big sister and that we should have a baby. Even told us that we could have a baby before we got married. Well, not could.. SHOULD.
That was tonight's WTF moment.
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[May 19, 2010] |
I'm out for two weeks. So says the doctor. Maybe longer. It sucks. After two weeks, I'll go back, and then I'll find out if it's longer. I don't know what "maybe longer" means though. It terrifies me. Because, to me? "maybe longer" means "forever." And forever means..... goodbye baseball. Can't they just.. give me a bionic arm or something? I mean. Why can't they do that? Just chop of the current one and replace it with a robo-arm. That's all I'm asking.
On a serious note, though. I have.. no clue what I'm going to do. Well, I have ideas. But. Shit. I'm a baseball player. I've played baseball since I was 5. This is what I am. And, the thought of it being taken away from me? Fuck me. I'm miserable. I'm miserable and it hasn't even been given that news yet! Just the thought. It kills me.
I'm in a bad place. And I hate that I have to wait two weeks to find out my fate. Just tell me now!
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[May 3, 2010] |
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I blame the current losses on the biggest douchebag in Seattle. You know who you are. And I fucking hate you.
Learn to turn the douchebag filter OFF. Christ. It's not fucking difficult.
That is all.
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[April 13, 2010] |
I blame our loss tonight on Lydia. She can give more details if she so chooses.
That is all.
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[March 31, 2010] |
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I proposed. She said yes. Annie "helped" me pick out a ring. I'm engaged. And I didn't intend to do it this soon. It just.. happened. I don't regret doing it. I love her. We're happy. That's what matters. Annie and I had a talk. She told me some things that she's noticed, but she said Lydia didn't know. She told me she didn't want to lose a 3rd daddy. Then said she wouldn't call me daddy. Not that she didn't love me. But, she wasn't going to. I told her that was OK. and that I wouldn't leave her and that I loved her very much. Then we had ice cream.
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5 days until Opening Day. 4 more Spring Training games. Then we head to Oakland for 4 games. Then to Texas. Then HOME! God. I've missed Seattle. I've missed my house. I've missed Annie. I've missed Lydia. Yes. She's come down to Phoenix during Spring Training. But, still. Going from seeing your girl almost every day to like 5 days out of a month... it sucks. But, welcome to my life. At least she's going to be super busy coming up soon.
The team doctor has benched me for the remainder of S.T. That's not a good sign, in my eyes. But, he says to just keep seeing the physical therapist, work my arm out, blah blah blah. Stuff that I've been doing religiously since the operation. So, we'll see. I'm sure I'll be fine. It's too soon for my retirement. I'm not gonna go out that easily. Stupid arm.
Oh, on a different note? We just beat the Rangers. 7-6. Close, but, that W is a big thing. They've been few and far between during S.T. this year. So. YAY for the W!
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[March 22, 2010] |
Spring Training is almost over. There are about 13 more games. Hopefully S.T. isn't an indicator of how we'll do this year. Honestly? We've kind of sucked. But, yeah. I have one more off day (March 30), so, I am expecting to see my two blondes here on that day. Just saying. I might be super ass busy. But, yes. The two of you better be here. I won't be back in Seattle until April 12.
Once the season's over? I tell you one thing. I'm going to need a SERIOUS fucking vacation. Start throwing out ideas.
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[January 24, 2010] |
In the air. About an hour and a half from Phoenix. Then to my "home" for the next couple months. Lydia and Annie took me to the airport. Annie cried a little. And, whether it makes me a pussy or not (Sophia, tell your friend to fuck off.. I'm damn good with a bat), it almost made me change my mind. Almost. Just a little. It made me kind of sad to see her sad. :(
I'm gonna miss them. A lot.
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[January 14, 2010] |
Is it wrong that I'm not really looking forward to Spring Training? It'll involve going to Arizona. I'm not looking forward to it. It's hot. And just.. I like it up here. Sure. It's rainy and gloomy. But. I like it. But. Here soon. I'll be packing my bags and heading down to Arizona.
Let's hope my arm holds up. I'm worried about it. Very much so. I haven't been putting too much strain on it. My physical therapist is being a bitch about that, too. But, she's a bitch in general. She likes to make me hurt. I think her night job is a dominatrix. I say that because she likes causing me pain.
Maybe I can hook her up with Soph's boyfriend..... spice up the site some.
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[December 6, 2009] |
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Want to ask her to move in. Know she'll say no, though. And, then it might get awkward. I don't want awkwardness. So confused as to what to do. Meh.
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Arm has been hurting like a bitch. I blame the cold. Stupid cold.
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[October 14, 2009] |
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Don't forget! Cook Out. My place. This weekend. Be there!
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[October 7, 2009] |
This NEXT weekend. Cookout at my place. Gotta christen the new place with a cookout. True southern boy style.
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[September 24, 2009] |
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Am I in the wrong? Should I not be upset that people are constantly hitting on her and asking for naked pictures of her? Especially when one of those people is somebody she used to fuck on a regular?
It's making me feel like Bayleigh all over again, in a weird way. Except that Lydia doesn't care about my money because she has her own.
I just.. I don't know. Have dinner with me tonight?
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[September 24, 2009] |
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I'm fucking sick of it.
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[August 26, 2009] |
I am. The luckiest man. E.V.E.R.
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[August 22, 2009] |
We're in Charleston for the weekend. We'll be going back to Seattle on Sunday, though. I've missed it down home. It's just. A totally different world than it is in Seattle. Not that I don't love Seattle. Because I do. But, it's still very different.
But, I've really enjoyed being here, and I've enjoyed having Lydia and Annie out here with me. I think they've both enjoyed it out here. Maybe we can do it again soon. Not during the summer though. Maybe during... winter. It's not cold here.
We're going to the Battery today. So, I guess I better gett of the computer and start getting ready to go.
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[June 5, 2009] |
Arm still hurts. This really blows. But. Whatever. I've been spending my down time blowing up things in Fallout 3. I just nuked a whole city away. It was AWESOME. But. Yeah.
Lydia's back from Texas, and, I kinda missed her. Just a little, you know? So that I don't look like a total loser. I cooked for her and Annie. Spaghetti and garlic bread and salad. Annie helped because, well, apparently Lydia burns down houses, or something like that?
I dunno, but, it was nice. And then I colored with Annie, and got told my coloring skills were not good. Ouch. Being told by a six year old that your coloring sucks is kinda hurtful.
And tonight? Is a lazy night. Movies, pizza, beer. Lovely. I like lazy nights. A lot!
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[May 16, 2009] |
Three games. Really. Three freaking games. And I'm on the injured list. Ugh. My arm is freaking throbbing. At least the pain meds are nice. Then, after that, I rear-ended some woman, who then proceded to yell at me and call me an idiot. At least, I think I remember that correctly. I was in pain and ready to go get checked out again. But, yeah. She was cute. Too bad she was crazy.
And then I ran into her again. She was with her daughter. Who was sweet and nice. But, again, totally giving me the "go the hell away" vibe. And, I was going, too. But, I got called back to the table. Well, by her little girl. So, I went back. We had a nice talk. We're gonna go to dinner some time. Well. Eventually. She's about to leave for the summer and I've got games. But, eventually is fine enough for me.
I just hope I'm off the bloody list. I HATE benching it. Hate it. It's just. Oy. I want to play. That's what I do. I play baseball. And not being able to? It really, really, really sucks. Life's boring without it. Maybe that's why I'm so gung ho wanting to go out with that woman. I dunno. She's still cute. But, I am bored. As Hell.
Please, arm.. Get better soon. Thanks.
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