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My Friends!


By kevin - Posted on 16 October 2006

My friends whip the llama's ass!

 That's all there is to it.  I'll try another job hunter, other than monster, and see what happens.  But honestly I would be better off finishing out my degree before job hunting. Northrop is paying for it for the most part and I have stable employment for the entire time I am taking school. (our contract is 5 years and my degree will take about 3)

It would behoove me to stick it out a bit longer. And that's the hard thing. I know why I want to stay here. And it's basicly my job. I have invested too much of myself into what I do and I truly love what I get to do so I don't want to drop that.

If I found a job doing what I do now up in Cincy, with a stable company then I would seriously consider moving. I would have to.

I've been down here what 7 years not. That's a while.

 

But know that it's not falling on deaf ears. I hear you guys. And I think about it more every month than I did the month before. I miss Ky, just as a state, not to mention all my peoples. Missin my peoples is just a double knife in the back as far as I am concerned.

But...I miss you guys. I love you. Have fun and drop me a message from time to time I will try to make more posts cause I get my high fangled intarwebery back this week. WOOHOO!

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Missin my peoples is just a double knife in the back as far as I am concerned.

What does that mean?

Well the knife in the back is that I am stuck in some town I truly loathe in the first place.

The second knife in the my back is that I am also missing my friends and family terribly. So it's a double knife.

I figured it was directly stated somewhere or inferred that the first knife is that I hate this place.

The standard definition of "knife in the back" is more than just an agony - it's a betrayal by a friend. Now, if you'd described these two things as, say, a heatache, that'd make sense - but a knife in the back isn't the same as a pain in the ass or a pain in the heart.

Gosh!

I feel heartache, there is always a great longing I feel to see and or talk to you guys. There is always something very comforting to me about being with you, I think part of it is that you make me feel good about myself, knowing how much you guys love me for me. The other part is that you all understand me, my humor, and my personality for the most part like no one I have met since high school. I have told you that I miss you Kev, that is probably and understatement. I wish you were here, but I also understand that your life at least for now, is there. You have school and a job that pays for it, you have a wonderful girlfriend and you can't leave right now. While I wish you were here within driving distance every day, I will allow, for now, that you live in Florida and just wait for the day when you get your butt back here.

Love ya,

Nichole

And see here I was using knife in the back as a literal visual statement cause a knife in the back is something painful that you can't reach to fix yourself.
hehehe.

I love you too hon.
I guess its another one of those "miss it once it's gone" things cause seeing all of you guys at the wedding was awesome. And you looked beautiful Nichole, it was great to see you all dolled up. I bet it felt great having a reason to be fabu! Aside from that mommy bags trying to make a run for it constantly that is.

As far as appreciating people for who they are, we have already had this talk and you know it took me along time to come to terms with alot of stuff, and I wish I could make things differant, but I can't so all I can do is say I love ya now. ANd I think you are an awesome person and I am glad I know you.
I miss you to.
Tell Mrs. Todd that I miss her now too.
And Robert for that matter. But,,, well I don't wanna get anyone in trouble, but he, I don't know how to say this. After he had a few drinks, I think he was hitting on me Nichole. Unless there was something evil on my butt he need to squeeze really hard to kill I am pretty sure he was hitting on me.

ROFLMAO!

The worst part is I don't remember your little ones. They were busy running amok with all the other little kids. I remember angies kids cause they stopped to talk every now and then, and I remember your little girl cause she was so picturesque.

But for now I am inspired and I need to write something. Love you guys.