Anniversary and Father's Day

[fenyx]

Ugh, this should really be two different entries. I'm so damn busy with school and life that I haven't had much of a chance to update. So anyway, Father's Day was pretty special, being that it was my first and all, Serafina got me an awesome book,"My Dad, My Hero" and a SpongeBob Card that came with a button that proclaimed me to be the "Spongiest

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[curespider]

Will do, man. I still don't know what's with me and kids. I'm honestly so indifferent about whether I want them or not. It's not like I have huge conflicting feeling on either side balancing the pros and cons back and forth, either. I'm just simply in the party of "that'd be fine, I guess...whatever."

I can't even think of any good examples of myself to gauge whether I'd even be any good at it or that gives me any assurance that I have the skill set for it. I suppose the people I work with whine and cry a lot over nothing, but it's kind of like "what else have I got here?"

On top of that, the lack of knowledge about this aspect should at least concern me or scare me, and it does enough that I think about it from time to time. However, I usually just drop the train of thought and think I'll deal with it later if it ever happens. Kids do seem to be mildly fascinated with me, though. I have no idea why.

I don't know, maybe I sat on enough school radiators, rode my bike enough, and have had enough yellow 5 from all the Mello Yello to nuke my swimmers anyway.

[fenyx]

You're a good guy, I think you'd make a good day. You and Jessi would make good parents.