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Okay so that's kinda mean what I did but lemme just toss y'all into the merry-go-round that just happened a couple months ago:
LAST TIME ON DRAGONBALL Z~ Mom did Karate, the instructor liked her, did private lessons for her for helping out at the dojo, no naughties. Step-dad thought naughties, got angry, yelled a lot, and from there was a dumbass and pretty much made it final. Final? Yeah, they got seperated and we moved outta the house since he can afford it with his new position and we can't, but we moved... 2 blocks away. Was supposed to be a secret where we moved because instructor moved in with, but was found out quick because of stupid ass kids. (I told her she might as well tell him but eh, no real worry.) Flashback to the start of it all, karate instructor had some problems with his bitch of a wife, she was horrid, smelly, and is basically bitch 101 for advanced, and treated him and the kids like shit. Mom helps him out, helps build his confidence back up and he finally moves out, and does the paper work for divorce. She finds out, 'kidnaps' kids and then he gets them back later, and from that Step-dad's issue from earlier.
So flash forward, we're in a new house, with mom, sis, ex-karate insturctor (ex-wife got to the head of the dojo and told shit of him, so he lost his job) and he's going to be getting back into being a police officer, and then going to get his degree for being a lawyer, and so on. He's been in the Navy quite a bit and is a 2nd degree blackbelt so he's no pushover and personally enjoy him being at the house cause he could kick someone's ass if need be. Yeah, us tech guys are a little weak on the physical side.
But things ARE better, and that's the cliffnotes, aka, 2% of all that happened, roughly, but some things are a lil more personal and I don't feel like stepping on toes.
Going back to work, and now you know and knowing's half the battle, GI Joe~!!!
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Well finally on my way back to Denver come tomorrow evening.
Overall a fun vacation but a bit too much running around and it sorta left a foul taste in my mouth literally. Let me explain:
I'm allergic badly to mold, which is in the air, and high here on this part of the island. So half of the trip, I'm hacking up a lung. Okay, thankfully we found out and got Benedryl.
The other part was how the relatives tried pushing ALL of Oahu down our throats in one week. Okay, awesome, yes.... but give me something to come back to then just little tips of everything. Too much to process. They realized this a little late but things got better as the week went on.
Sure, all that sounded bad but this trip was quite amazing and if I can somehow find a way to upload 350 images, I'll post the pics up. Otherwise I'll pop them on Jetsu somehow if Rabs will let me.
So yar, see y'all on Sunday back in Denver... er wait, no one on here I know is in Denver. Well bugga... ha ha.
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