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Name: Aaron Country: United States State: New York Metro: Utica Birthday: 5/20/1979 Gender: Male
Interests: I like hiking alot and that's where alot of my friends and I go on weekend excursions. I like ice hockey alot. Reading and camping, if at the same time it's super relaxing. Fishing is awesome too. Best if you let the little bastards go tho. Expertise: Huh. Taking shit from people on the phone?
I was studying advertising, but I hated that and decided to quit once the money ran out and not bother anymore. I'm great at drinking cheap beer! I prefer Guiness, but hey, Bud is cheaper. Occupation: Customer service/support Industry: Computers (Internet)
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Member Since:
2/17/2005
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| °Got hired by a local marketing firm. I'm an "executive assistant" which means secretary.
°I proposed, she said yes, no date set yet.
°She's my Goddess and we are having the absolute time of our lives.
°Mom's sick. I know that they're considering surgery and to quote: "maybe some other stuff", but she won't talk about it and she won't tell us what is up exactly. I know I have to give her a ride to the hospital every couple of weeks though.
Other 'n that, life's swell.
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| °My love life is the shit and I'm || this close to proposing.
°My car still rocks, and if you don't think so, you've never driven my baby or her siblings.
°Work still sucks a'course.
°Got to talk to Lisa tonight and it was fun, funny, silly, and the usual. But it's been a LONG time because she's working so hard on school shit.
°I have an interview for a new job next Friday that doesn't involve 'customers'. Wish me like...... luck. Times a million.
°I got the .... something of my life last night.
°I'm playing SL again and loving it. It's so great to lose myself in rp. FUCK YEAH! 
°Lisa and Brian's wedding is in October and I don't think I can go and it's pissing me off. I might take another job to make it. I only can't go because I already took my vacation at my shitty job. We'll see.
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° Me and Beth. Good. Great. Awesome. Moving in together when her lease is up at the end of June.
° Job sucks. If I have to keep taking people's shit, I'm going to go mental. Postal even. I need a new damn job.
° New car. Great. Awesome. Never had one that was brand new. Cool feeling. 2005 Chrysler Sebring Convertible. Black crystal, slate gray int. 2.7liter, V6, 200 HP. Have to get used to the lights turning off by themselves. Am/Fm 8 speaker (upgraded from 6), cd player. I love her, man.
° Did I mention work sucking? Oh, and I mentioned the car? Car payment. Suck. Can't quit shitty job.
° Mom and dad renewing vows, having ceremony. Have to stand up as dad's best man. Just strange. Thirty years is long though.
° Not much else. Life rocks, except for the 9 hours a day I live in hell. I say uh-huh all day hoping that the asshole on the other end of the line doesn't hear it in my voice. Everyone in Utica needs to disco their cable internet.
° Going to work on no sleep. Priceless. Energy drinks. YES.
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| I don't have much time, but wanted to check in.
Went to my parent's house for easter with Beth. My mother's tickled that we're "finally together". I must have been forced into blushing at least twelve times, and I hate that about myself. Every other dude I know can totally not do it, and I can't avoid it at all. Why on earth, can't I be a normal guy who's able to turn on the super-charm and the Yeah-I-Know-Smile™. It seriously grates the nerves and makes me look like I'm eleven and just saw breasts for the first time.
We had so much good food that it almost made me want to move back home except for mom's rules about having the keep the door open when there's a girl inside. 
Anyway, no I'm not afraid of the comment section, Foxball, you fucktard. I just haven't been checking my page. I guess I've got to to keep up with your banter, dude. | | |
| I forgot about this page totally. Luckily Lisa reminded me of it when I called to see how she and Brian and the kids are doing. (Thanks mom. )
It ended up being more a conversation about me though, of course. She was freaking out about my last post and I had to laugh and calm her down. I'm _not_ getting married for at least two or three years. I _was_ drunk when I posted and feeling slightly uh... overzealous. Much as I love Beth, I'm just not ready to jump into that shit. She's beautiful, brilliant, kind, and wild, but she's also careful and so am I. Though when I get drunk I lose my inhibitions and patience, I guess. I do want to jump right out there and just get married to her. But I'm too afraid to do it right this minute, though she's told me she's just waiting on me, which is both sweet and scary as shit, man!
Dowry, Foxball? She hasn't got a rich family, I'm afraid. She's just started a new job at the hospital, working with mentally disabled kids. She's really loving it and I guess she gets paid well enough (well at least a bit better than I do ). So financially we'd be okay at least to start out, but I really want to get back to school, finish my last year, and get a real job before I propose to anyone. Where Beth's concerned, I want to hand her a huge rock too. 
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