My Angel...

Thursday, well almost Friday in five minutes. Today was a pretty horrible day at work. I was supposed to be getting some help from a university in testing an upcoming product but it fell through due to some unavoidable issues. So that means my work load is going to be that much more. It was also my two year review. Talk about disappointment. I've been with the same company for two years and I'm making what I should have been making when I got hired. I've sacrificed and worked pretty hard to make that company successful but I haven't really gotten anything in return. I'm not trying to bitch about money or anything but I would just like to be compensated fairly for what I do. I'm extremely underpaid and it looks to stay that way for some time. And it isn't like the company isn't making any money, they are just spending it on things that are more important than employees. Some of those things I don't agree with at all.

I'm not going to turn this post into a bitch session about work because I have better things to think about and write about.

Like Angela for instance... anyone who reads this blog knows I love to talk about her and write about how much I love her and all that good stuff. It's great. It's a great feeling to know you are loved for being who you are. Just me. I guess it would be easy to love someone for who they are considering we met in a rehab clinic. It's not like I had a whole lot to offer her considering I was a heroin junkie coming off the dope, 135lbs. of nothing, completely broke, felony charges pending. Basically she fell in love with me when I was at rock bottom. She looked passed my past and all the horrible things I had done and saw me for who I really was. I actually wrote a poem about her when I was in rehab. Drop the last "a" from Angela and you get her true form. Here is the poem:

Angel

by

mbh

2.22.2004

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Stripped of everything

Broken and torn

Trapped in the world

I was tired and worn

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Empty inside

A shell of a man

An angel from heaven

You held out your hand

...

You picked me up

You gave me hope

You were there for me

When I was at the end of my rope

...

You opened my eyes

And helped me to see

What I wanted from life

And where I wanted to be

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With a simple act of kindness

And a heart made of gold

You make me feel warm

When all had been cold

...

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Well tomorrow is a new day and I'm going to treat it as such. I've got a beautiful girlfriend who loves me exactly like I want to be loved and our whole lives ahead of us. I know where my priorities are...

-mbh signing off...