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New Beginnings

by Robbo

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Before I get into the meat of this entry, I got the promotion. My raise is either $2k or $5k a year, depending on how one looks at the situation. With the economy in its current condition, ever...


One of the few bits of education I remember from my sociology class during my first year of college was something called the level of incompetence. The alleged phenomena can be described as foll...


May 30, 2020

From Mid to 2/3rds

I wrote about my mid-life crisis last entry. I’ve sense leveled up with the following epiphany. I’m 38. My mom passed away when she was 58 and my dad when he was 68, both from cancer and/or ca...


April 26, 2020

Mid-Life Crisis

Apologies for the radio silence. I promise I’m not dead. In fact, I’ve never felt more alive. Aside from so many people passing away, even more being sick, and the supermarket shortages, I thi...


I think I ruined a beautiful young woman’s crush on me last week. I’ve talked about Evelin in one of my previous entries. Evelin in a very pretty Guatemalan in her late twenties, around a decad...


I’m sick because of course I am. I had my flu shot back in October. In early December I came down with something. I presume a bad cold because I wasn’t supposed to get the flu. I thought I wa...


I broke a promise I made to myself. I said I would not check Erika’s Facebook profile until my birthday in March. I honestly wasn’t going to, but we’re in the thick of online dating season. Va...


I hope everyone had a merry Christmas. Mine was very nice, even if I was kind of alone. A few weeks before Thanksgiving, my aunt called to invite me to visit. When I told her I already had pla...


Funny how potent FOMO can be. When Erika and I were together, or even in that friends with feels phase, I was uncertain if things would work out between us. I wanted things to, obviously, but t...


October 25, 2019

Processing the Break Up

I’m glad Erika emailed me on Monday. I had taken Monday off because I had a new refrigerator being delivered. My old one was still working, but only under audible protest. Perhaps the biggest ...


October 21, 2019

Double Dumped

It takes a certain degree of romantic ineptitude to get dumped by someone you’re not even dating, but I’m a boundary pusher. I just received the following email from Erika. “Hi Rob, I hope you ...


October 13, 2019

Annoyances

My refrigerator is dying, or at least only working under protest. A few weeks ago, it started making this horrendous buzzing. I had an appliance repairman come look at it. He said the condense...


October 06, 2019

The Opposite Side of Crushes

When I started this job, I was cautioned that some students may get a crushes on me. I suppose I didn’t disagree with this statement intellectually, but being the recipient of an infatuation was...


On any given day, it feels like half my body has expired. If it’s not my calf, it’s my knee. If it’s not my knee, it’s my other knee. If it’s not my knee, it’s my back. If it’s not my back, i...


July 02, 2019

Rude Stude with a Tude

Students come in all shapes & sizes, not to mention attitudes. I currently have one student with an attitude I’m amazed his parents haven’t corrected. His name is Eli, and he is the most co...


I went to Houston today. The dean is sending me & a coworker to something called the ACBSP Conference. Even after doing some research on the event, I’m still not quite sure what it is, or a...


May 05, 2019

Future Plans

I feel kind of weird grieving about the following. One of the bigger draws about moving back to Athens was the potential of reconnecting with my old TKD club. It’s just, a while ago, I arrived ...


The odometer rolled over one more time. I turned 37 last week. My birthday’s aren’t typically pleasant. Not that they’re bad, they’re just not particularly good. So many people have parties o...


March 03, 2019

Processing Break Ups

I spent so much of my youth being completely romantically inept around women, I had no idea how much guilt dating would entail. I think about Erika constantly, though I haven’t heard from her sin...


February 16, 2019

Now, it's over (I think?)

Last Saturday afternoon, Erica sent me the following email. “Hey there, You said if there was anything that I could ask you that might soothe my soul to any degree that I could ask. So, I would ...


It’s been a week. I talked to Erica last Saturday for about five hours, and I think we resolved most everything. It looks like there was a love-language miscommunication. For anyone who may no...


January 30, 2019

She Responded

“Dear Rob, I come in peace and I want to ask for forgiveness. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I hope you can someday find it in your heart to, if only for your sake so you can have peace. I...


January 28, 2019

What I sent

Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe I’ve just poked the bear again, but I can’t be called a spineless, immoral coward and not say anything. “Erika. I’m sorry I hurt you. I know the following rings ho...


I haven’t completed scrubbing it for grammatical errors, but this is everything I want to get off my chest. Erika, I’d really like to call and discuss everything you said, but you said a lot, and...


January 27, 2019

Do I Respond?

This is the email I just received from Erika. “Welp, it’s taken me about a week to stop being angry so I wasn’t going to write anything until I calmed down. Hurt for a day, but then just angry af...


Book Description

Hello, my name is Rob, or Robbo, if you will. It was a nickname given to me in college by some very close friends. Well, I jumping on the Prosebox bandwagon. For close to 13 years, I had a journal on Open Diary. Sadly, Open Diary is going offline, and I need to find a new diary site to call home, so here I am. I miss Open Diary already; it was such a community. I hope I can find that same kind of environment here. Cheers.