I can barely imagine anyone stumbling upon this anymore, since I have no way to tell if anyone is posting to Livejournal anymore, but there are just so many stories here that I can't give it up completely enough to just let it die. Not unless they just take it all away from us.
I made a troll account for tumblr today because I was feeling annoyed about something, and I wanted to lash out at the entire subset of the internet that resides there. It reminded me of my posts here, and I read through some old emails that were largely sparked by this journal and my sadcat journal. My hapless girl troubles, struggles with depression, trying to figure myself out and eventual redemption into finding a path for my life.
I'm grateful to livejournal and it's users, it's a recorded history of a period of my life that is largely black without its existence.
I think I really learned how to relate to people here without having to be in their presence 24/7 and I also realized that a friend made, can be a friend forever regardless of your geographical location or even frequency of contact. I know my world is better for knowing everyone I met here, even with some of the drama that came along with it.
I'm on the cusp of another major milestone, which seems to be when I think about this place the most often. My daughter mentioned in my last post is now over 3 years old... She's beautiful, amazing and totally life changing for me. I thought I knew something about love until I met her, and it took her years so far to tell me that I don't know shit about love and still am learning. I realize I will be learning about love for my entire life, and I was silly to think the beginning or end of that was in my day to day events. With time comes wisdom, I suppose.
Anyways, I greet you with a message that I'm to be a dad again, this time with a son. He's supposed to arrive next week if all goes to plan, and I look forward to what he has to teach me as much as I am looking forward to teaching him a thing or two. I hope I can do as good a job of molding a man as my father did, that's the best I can hope for.
Life is happy with Cute K, and it's been that way ever since she entered my life. I sometimes reminisce about the ones that got away, only to lead me to the life I have now, and it all happened the way it was supposed to be. I'll go home tonight to a very pregnant wife, two excited dogs, an indifferent cat and be greeted to the enthusiastic cry of "Daddy!" and I look forward to it.
Hey, look at that, a checkbox for Facebook! That should draw a few WTFs from some people! Lol!
Now that I've checked that box, I realize that this post will seem totally out of character for me, because I use FB as platform to read what friends are up to and try to remind them that I'm around still, a little bit of funny and troll and pictures rolled into one. I gave up on deep thoughts there a long ass time ago, as it's not the place for those things, no one reads that stuff. They won't read this either unless I give them a secret word like "Snarf" to post after they get to this point. Trolling again, see how my writing changes once I know who my audience is? Forever the chameleon.
When I was a younger guy I used to notice how my laugh was never my laugh most of the time. It ended up being similar to the person that i was around a lot at that time. They all had distinctive wonderful laughs that I wanted to emulate, perhaps to feel closer to them. I'll never know why I did that. I might still do it too. Some things never change like being overly loud at the office, you can't take the loud out of the loud guy I guess.
I just changed mood to chipper. I set a mood. Good ole livejournal.