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Today is Father's Day. It's strange celebrating it a little because the kid lives with me. Usually if she is here on Father's Day it's bitter sweet because it's only for the summer. Not this time. This time it's for good. I keep trying to wrap my head around that concept - she lives here now. This is her mailing address. This is her HOME. Goddamn, that makes me feel good. Makes me feel proud that I created an environment that she can call home. Maybe that's what's different this father's day. The feeling of pride and accomplishment of being not only a dad, but HER dad and a damn good one. Everyone knows I think I am a fuck up and haven't done much right in my life, but I *KNOW* I am a good dad and it's the one thing no one, not even the ex-wives club, will ever take from me. I am by far the better parent than her step-mother or her real mother. So fuck them and mother's day. It's my day bitches. Suck on it.

Yesterday started off with an email from my director to everyone on cast chastising them for still being friends on facebook with someone who badly hurt his wife emotionally. It was extremely evident from the rambling tone of the email, the repeated phrases, the sentence structure, etc that he was drunk when he wrote it. Not to mention it was sent at 1:53 am. While I can appreciate his wanting to be protective of his wife, there are times when technology is not our friend. Well, when I got up at 5, I de-friended this person and made sure to send him screenshots with a little note saying that I was hurt if ever thinks he has to question my loyalty.  That was how my day started. From there I cleaned. I needed to clean the house in a bad way. Not the light little dusting but the pull out the fucking bleach and let's do this right, kind of cleaning. I had it all done by 8 before the kid even got out of bed. I ran to the store and got some smoked salmon and when she got up made bagel with salmon and egg sammies for breakfast. I knew we wouldn't eat lunch and I wanted to make sure she was full and ready to roll. After breakfast we went on an errand spree. We were both looking for some new clothes, me new jeans and something to wear to the parade next weekend (we will discuss that more next weekend thank you very much), her something to wear for her job interview tomorrow. Did I mention she has a job interview on Monday? I am super fucking proud of her for that. It's a starfucker's barrista position, but it's still a job, she found it on her own, and she is ready to work. So personal feelings about the company aside, I am proud. Damn, today is all about being a proud daddy, isn't it? We hit the mall and she ended up finding a Betsey Johnson dress 50% off. She can't *quite* wear it to an interview, but she really wanted it and as I told her, it's her money but she better be super frugal if she doesn't land this job.

I found a pair of jeans. Some may balk or not understand what I am about to say, but I was happy to find a pair for $70. For me that is being responsible. My last pairs of jeans were in the three figures and one of those was around $250. I am finally learning to be good and spend only three times less than that. I don't ever see myself wearing cheaper clothing just because I have taste (deal), but I am getting better at finding bargains and quality for less. We also picked up a new video game - no, I didn't get DNF and I probably won't. We got Alice McGee's new version of Alice. Best part is on the disc is a code for the original game from 11 years ago as a download. We decided to download that first and replay the first game before jumping into the second. She started on that while I took a nap.

Fast forward a few hours and she is done playing, I am done napping, and it's now dinner time. I made us beef stroganoff with some hamburger that was in the fridge and we proceeded to watch four X-Files episodes before heading off to the show.

Showtime! I had two drinks before the show. Again, proud of myself for having discipline and control. Because I limited my intake and was painfully aware of my intake (I did NOT want a repeat of the previous show), I was able to really focus and we had an excellent show. Everyone was sharp and did a great job. Fun was had all around. We headed for pie afterwards. I love how what started as me and one other person getting pie has turned into a table of 12. We laughed and had fun until about 4 and then headed home. Bed at 4:30, up at 8:30. Let's do this. Today I am getting a new bed! I sold my old one to a cast mate and he paid me in cash last night. I am now off to the mattress store to get a new one. I am very excited as this may get rid of some of the back pain I have been having. Tonight will tell.

Happy fucking father's day to me. I am, what's the word.... happy today.