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Chang’s Back
My brother is finally back from Iraq. He went, he saw, he helped, he experienced and he returned in one piece. Created by the fear of him being in a dangerous land, my darkest thoughts would get the best of me from time to time… now they can finally disintegrate and cease to disturb me. He worked in the medical unit, so you can imagine some of the horror he’s seen, but that’s reality. The world is a fucked up place, but it could be a lot worse. We drove south to see him at Fort Dix the night his plane touched base on American soil. Seeing him reunited with his daughter after a year of separation hit my heart like an unexpected sucker punch… priceless. I am very content that he is home.
Peace
The individual that I was involved in an altercation with at work has finally removed his imaginary wall of anger towards me. Regrettably, I learned that he was fired from his job the day I returned to work. I informed my boss that the entire situation was blown off the Richter due to rumors emanating within the workplace and that I truly didn’t feel that he should be fired for such a weak occurrence. Soon after, he was back at work. I don’t know if I had anything to do with him coming back, but if I helped in any way… then good. We ignored each other for a couple of weeks, but communication between us has commenced again.
Life is too short for bullshit and drama! Deal with it, let it go, find a way, confront it, turn it into a positive, walk away or accept whatever it is that is ailing you, bothering you, annoying you or has left you temporarily disturbed… before it owns you.
MySpace
I can’t believe all this hype about MySpace?!?! I remember when I first joined the now famous online meat market. A friend called me on the phone awhile back and he rapped to me about how he joined this Chinese French Friend Connection thing on the internet. It was still in its early stages of development and he bragged to me about how he got all these girls to become his ‘friend’ and how they were all so beautiful, slamming and off the meat chain! Well, he insisted that I join MySpace for the fun of it and so I did.
I quickly set up my page and began my search for 'friends', but I found the hunt to be time consuming. To save time, I clicked on his friends list and requested to be friends with all of his so called 'prized possessions'. Slowly, his friends became my friends. Eventually, he discovered what I was up to and he became so perturbed at my trickery that he actually took me off his friends list… Ha! Fucking guy!
Recently, I’ve been hearing about MySpace on the radio, I see references to it on the television and I catch people talking about it at social gatherings. It’s fucking everywhere. MySpace has drastically changed since the day I joined and it is definitely a place on the internet to express oneself truly or deceptively. On a good note, it has connected me to friends of old and new. Tom, the creator of MySpace, must be raking in the dough. I don’t think he expected this online service to blow up the way it has. Or did he? Tom… you lucky mother fucker! Congrats!
MyPage
My brother is finally back from Iraq. He went, he saw, he helped, he experienced and he returned in one piece. Created by the fear of him being in a dangerous land, my darkest thoughts would get the best of me from time to time… now they can finally disintegrate and cease to disturb me. He worked in the medical unit, so you can imagine some of the horror he’s seen, but that’s reality. The world is a fucked up place, but it could be a lot worse. We drove south to see him at Fort Dix the night his plane touched base on American soil. Seeing him reunited with his daughter after a year of separation hit my heart like an unexpected sucker punch… priceless. I am very content that he is home.
Peace
The individual that I was involved in an altercation with at work has finally removed his imaginary wall of anger towards me. Regrettably, I learned that he was fired from his job the day I returned to work. I informed my boss that the entire situation was blown off the Richter due to rumors emanating within the workplace and that I truly didn’t feel that he should be fired for such a weak occurrence. Soon after, he was back at work. I don’t know if I had anything to do with him coming back, but if I helped in any way… then good. We ignored each other for a couple of weeks, but communication between us has commenced again.
Life is too short for bullshit and drama! Deal with it, let it go, find a way, confront it, turn it into a positive, walk away or accept whatever it is that is ailing you, bothering you, annoying you or has left you temporarily disturbed… before it owns you.
MySpace
I can’t believe all this hype about MySpace?!?! I remember when I first joined the now famous online meat market. A friend called me on the phone awhile back and he rapped to me about how he joined this Chinese French Friend Connection thing on the internet. It was still in its early stages of development and he bragged to me about how he got all these girls to become his ‘friend’ and how they were all so beautiful, slamming and off the meat chain! Well, he insisted that I join MySpace for the fun of it and so I did.
I quickly set up my page and began my search for 'friends', but I found the hunt to be time consuming. To save time, I clicked on his friends list and requested to be friends with all of his so called 'prized possessions'. Slowly, his friends became my friends. Eventually, he discovered what I was up to and he became so perturbed at my trickery that he actually took me off his friends list… Ha! Fucking guy!
Recently, I’ve been hearing about MySpace on the radio, I see references to it on the television and I catch people talking about it at social gatherings. It’s fucking everywhere. MySpace has drastically changed since the day I joined and it is definitely a place on the internet to express oneself truly or deceptively. On a good note, it has connected me to friends of old and new. Tom, the creator of MySpace, must be raking in the dough. I don’t think he expected this online service to blow up the way it has. Or did he? Tom… you lucky mother fucker! Congrats!
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