Has it really been this long???

So I guess I've forgotten to post a few things in here huh? Well for those of you who follow my life ever so closely, which there is one, here are some things that have been going on.

In my last post I wrote that I was now a boxer, well let's completely forget all that and say that I am now a Frozen Food Specialist! Just what does this mean you may ask. Well I now work for Schwans. If you are not sure exactly what a schwan is, it's a bird...oh no wait, that's a Swan. A Schwan is a person who drives an "Inka-Gold" (bright ass yellow) freezer on wheels! I deliver such foods as Ice Cream, Pizzas, Meat, anything your little stomach can think of. So this is the job that now pays our bills, and pays does it! I make a very nice amount of cash, sadly that is that only good part to the job. There are also lots and LOTS of bad things, one which upsets me the most. So since it's late and I have to be up to do this all again in a very short time, I'll cut to the chase!

My hours suck my big left toe!!! Blunt enough for ya? I will leave our house around 7:30, drive an hour south, get my truck, drive the hour back to Ashtabula, run my route, drive back south, than drive home. By the time this all takes place 14 - 18 hours have passed! Now mind you, Danielle gets home right around 5:00, I come staggering in anywhere between 9 and 12 at night. I shower, crawl into bed, kiss her (and duck, she's a jumpy girl) sleep then wake up and start the wonderful process all over again! Have you been able to track exactly how much time I get to spend with her? Let's just say it's not a whole hell of a lot!!! This kills me, because I can see my baby hurting and her being alone here is not good for her at all. She is changing, not in a bad way, but not in a good way either. This is the girl that used to love to go out and be with people, she will tell me stories of her going to clubs and dancing. I remember her calling me up one night, before we started dating. She called me at 2 am. She was lit up like a christmas tree. She was having a great time, and called me to say hi. She can't do that anymore, because she is in Ashtabula. A place where nothing ever happens! Where there is nobody, except my folks and their friends, to hang with. And I'm sorry, but people our age, just shouldn't hang with our folks friends!!!

I don't know if she is going to be able to handle this much longer, so there is going to have to be a decision made. I just wish it would make it on it's own for once. I hate having to make them, it feels like the ones I make, never lead me and in this case, us to the right place. The lives we want we can't have here this we know. But we also don't have anyway of getting to where they are. This is the only answer that I have found, and I really don't like it.

So now, I must think. I have to rack this big, fat, zit-scared head of mine and come up with yet another game plan. Cuz the dice I have rolled this round, ain't the number I wanted. Till than, keep plugin' away.

I'm a boxer now!

And I have found fun new colors to use too!!!

So last night at work I boxed for the whole night. This is a first for me. No, I did not run around a ring and hit people. I put our Columns into the boxes. So now my arm looks like a suicide attempt gone horribly wrong. There are cuts everywhere, bruises the size of Alaska, and I think similar in shape as well. Should a bruise have bright blue color around it?? Seemed kind of odd to me too!

But for my first full night as a boxer, I feel it went really well. I have done this before, but the last time was really bad. Tonight it just felt like it clicked. Finally I understood exactly how to do it. The only problems I seemed to have was determining the sizes that were coming at me. Other than that, I kept up all night and I didn't make too many huge booboos. Except my arm of course.

Last night Danielle's parent's decided to surprise her by coming up for a visit and they came baring gifts. Her Step-father said to her mother "let's take the washer and fridge up to Danielle and Adam today". So with that said, they set out. I am so very grateful that they did this for us. I honestly didn't know exactly when were going to be able to go this weekend. We found out today that I'll be working on Saturday, which I kind of had a hunch about already. So that shoots down most of my weekend right there. This will only give Danielle and I one night together and that just really sucks.

I feel so bad for her. I can't even imagine how lonely she must be here. Actually...strike that...I do know exactly how she feels. I've done exactly the same thing. The only difference is I was 8 hours away from home, she is only 1. So I know how lonely she is and I don't know what to do about it. I have been working only as much as I have to at the station to see her, which I don't mind doing at all. It's not like I have a heavy work load there! And I don't know how to tell her to go about making some new friends.

She told me yesterday that the girls at the bank were kind of snubbing her off, and that really bothers me. It's her first week and her co-workers are blowing her off? What kind of place is this? How can people be so rude?? Here is this new person coming into a completely new place and nobody gives her a warm welcome? This really bothers me, and it's starting to bother me more and more as I type. So I'm going to move on.

She had gone out to eat the other afternoon and by chance happened to walk in before a friend of mine from the theater did. Now this is the person that I've wanted to sit down and talk to about having her help him with a show sometime. So they sat and had lunch together and I have to say it's a good thing he is gay or I just may be jealous! Though I do suppose that Danielle could turn somebody around if she really wanted to. Oh great, now I'll be thinking about that all day! Anyway, they got to talking and did discuss some options. So that made me very happy. I know that she will fit in very well up at the Arts Center.

So needless to say, the whole point of my blog this morning was to...well I don't really feel that there was a point. Only to write down random thoughts that pop into my crazy head. And there are quite a few of them today. Besides I know that the only person to read this blog is Danielle and she already knows all of this. So I'm going to have to start putting info in here that she doesn't know about. Ooooo, this could be fun.

Out for now, time to go nite nite. Buh bye now!

Love ya baby!!!

Ahh, the morning routine!

Good morning to all my blogging friends, to which I believe there is one. (morning honey) So the vacation is over and life has begun again. This is the first "normal" week (and I use that term loosely) Danielle and I will have together. This is kind of like the test period for us. We now have to plot some kind of routine for us to see each other. And that's about all it's going to be, seeing.

Thus far to start the day off, I come home from work between 7:05 am and 7:15 am. She will just be getting up and will be out the door between 7:30 am and 8:15 am. After she leaves me for the day, I head off to bed, or the office, at some point I sleep. When I wake up between 3:00 pm and 5:00 pm she is still at work. Now depending on the time that I get up and going, her and I could very well pass each other as she is coming home from work and I am going to job #1, and note that the jobs are numbered by which I like best, not which pays more. So job number one is the Radio Station, and you can figure out by process of elimination, which is number two. Anyway...So we maybe pass each other there, does that count as seeing each other? I will work at the station until at the latest 10:00 pm. I do try to come home a little early. That then gives me exactly one hour to get home, see Danielle, find food, change, and be out the door again to be to job #2 by 11:00 pm. And then after that, the cycle starts all over again.

So, if you have been unable to follow along with the "routine" I'll break it down in hours for you...

Sleep - 8 hrs daily (give or take 2-3 hrs)
Work - 12 hrs daily (give or take 2-3 hrs)
Time w/ Danielle - 1.5 hours (give or take who knows)
The remainder of my time is spent getting ready for works and travel.

So there ya have it, a day in the life of me. But in all honesty...I wouldn't trade it. I have the women that I love with everything I am with me and that right there makes it all worth it. I really don't know what I would do with out her. And I don't ever want to know. I will be with Danielle forever. I knew she was the one from the beginning! I love you Danielle!!!

Well I am getting sleepy now, and you know why. So it's off to bed with me. We'll chat again later. Nite nite.

Love ya baby!!! XOXXOX

So sleepy...

Since I'm new here at blogger, those of you whom may become regular readers, may want to know a bit more about me so when I talk about specific events you don't have a thousand other questions popping into your head. So now I shall give you a little background info.

I am going to be 24 this August, I love to be the center of attention. I have been in a number of musicals including Guys & Dolls, Rocky Horror Show (my fav thus far), and Oliver. Lately though I have found myself more back stage pushing buttons on a sound board. It's very difficult for me to choose which I enjoy doing more. Like I said I like to have attention, but in order to get it as a sound board of is to make that horrible screeching (feedback) sound that nobody likes.

I grew up here in Ohio and sadly haven't been able to venture to far out of the area. I did live in Philly for a short time, but didn't like it at all. Bad experience, nothing against those of you that live there, had nothing to do with you.

I work for Clear Channel as a Production Assistant and On-Air Talent. I went to school for this job and it took me almost two years to get my foot in the door, but it was well worth the wait. I have been a mobile disc jockey for...oh lets just say more than a few years...I'm only 24 but can't remember when I started this career. I was in High School when I started.

I have the most wonderful girlfriend in the world who will some day be my wife. We have recently taken' the first big step by moving in together. So far so good. I love spending as much time with her as possible. Sadly that isn't much. I also work another full time job in a factory. Everybody tells us that after a while we'll get tired of each other, but I strongly feel that we will always have the lovey dovey relationship even when we are fighting. Because let me tell you, when we fight, we fight hard! But throughout the fight I know that we still love each other very much.

"D" and I met on-line through Yahoo Personals and as soon as I can figure out how to link on here, I'll defiantly post a link on here. I had only signed up to look at cute girls that I'd never have, but ended up finding the love of my life. Even though everyone says this, I really don't know what I'd do with out her. I love her with all my hear and soul and want to give her everything in the world.

So in a rather large nutshell that is me. It really doesn't sound like I'm very busy but it sure feels like it. Especially tonight. It's almost 3 am and I'm still at the station. But shhh, don't tell that I'm blogging while at work. It's strange when I feel like writing, I have to write and it just pours out of me. My fingers hit all the right keys and I'm off. Kind of like this, than at some point I start to ramble much like this and I find myself annoying me and I stop.

So the past few months have caught up with me and I'm at the point that I want to quite everything and start over, but I know that I can't and even if I could I'd regret it. I've wanted this radio job since I was a kid and now I have it. I would be very foolish to give it up when it in my hands. So, I'm going to just keep plugging along. When I feel like giving up, I'll look at "D" and know that it's all so worth it.

Well I suppose I should get home to her. She just called me to make sure that I was still alive and I told her I'd be home within a half hour. Can't disappoint her, I hate to see that look on her face. I can't wait for you to meet her, she is the most beautiful woman in the world! She has a blog as well and again, once I can link she'll be the first one on here.

Time for me to fly, I'm tired and kind of cold and the basement here is creepy. Yes I just said that something is creepy. Me being a six foot two hundred fifty pound male has the creeps in the basement at three am! Go figure, and I'm really not sure why I just spelled everything out, but it works. So I'm out. Take care and I'll write to you soon.

The first of many...

Good evening fellow bloggers...is that what we are called? Bloggers? Sounds like something from Ghostbusters! Anyway, I am the Adman and I will be your host through this twisty turny road. My first post will be short and sweet due to the fact that I am at work and will probably get my hinde chewed out for being here, but at this point I don't care.

I seem to be having great difficulty concentrating on my work today. I sit here with a very heave mind. My g/f and I have JUST moved in together. And where we both were very excited about it, we...okay maybe I...feel that the stress and tension between us, and her mother, is very VERY high now.

I know that her mother is just sad that her baby girl has left the nest and I can understand that. But in the way that she is showing this is really hurting her daughter which in turn than makes me feel like crap. The whole reason that we have moved to the area that we are, is because of my work. I work for a radio station, and these gigs are very hard to get. Especially the very first one, and this is my frist gig. So, she picked up, transfered jobs, and has moved to my neck of the woods. Now granted my neck is only an hour away from her neck, it is still too much for her mother to handle. I know she is just upset that now it is my turn to take care of her. And that is exactly what I intend on doing. Taking very good care of "our" girl. And I do hope that someday soon she can look at her as "our" girl. I do know how to share and I'm able to do so. But if everytime they are together I get yelled at, or the other end of her short temper, than we may have some MORE issues.

Now I suppose that I should try to get back to work. I have lots of commercials to make. I promise that not all of my blogs will be bitchy. Some will, at least they had better be, filled with some happieness.

Back after a bit.