mah roots
I am amazed at how parents, well at least MY parents, can so easily get to "that one big fat flashing red button that says 'do not push.'" But they can man, and for goodness sakes I swear...there is just this built-in misunderstanding process that's ingrained in our relationship. My family is SO peculiar man, it's no wonder why I'm like the way I am. So I've taken a good look at the qualities my family has...I've noticed, from the resident uncle and pop that that side of the family is quite prideful...not to the point of arrogance, but they like to let one know certain things about our family...for example, my uncle said that if he mentioned to most methodists that, "Pastor Ortiz was his grandfather(which means I'm related too), then they will know me." Pop used to ALWAYS tell me(back in the day) when he would always sing and everyone knew he could. Tempers come from pop's side, but so does this crazy unending patience(weird, I know), while impatience and paranoia come from mom's. I don't think all of those were passed on to me and jos but there are hints of some...jos is totally paranoid, to the point where it's an obsession. She is also one of the more impatient peopel I know...if you put her on hold cuz you have another call..she'll hang up. I am paranoid to a certain degree, and I can explode if the conditions are right. We have our breakdowns and arguments, misgivings, and petty misunderstandings, just as other families, but I could never imagine me not being there for them...so family...were you ever to read this...I love you guys.
*This entry was stemmed from an argument that arose btwn me and a family member today...while AT work!

no one is here in my dept today, a few are on vacation 2 on a business trip, and 3 left early...hmmmmmmmmmm...would they notice? HMMMMMM.....