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My search for schools for my children continue, however because I've finally found a condo in the city, locations are now more important. I have several appointments this week, but I discovered last night that my oldest was not pleased that she was not going with me to these appointments. I made an attempt to explain that she had to be in classes, but she was still very displeased with the thought of me choosing a school for her without her input.

Perhaps I'll wait until her spring break, which is next week.

My birthday is coming up, and I'm not sure how to celebrate this year. I've had so much going on that I didn't recall until my soon-to-be ex-mother-in-law snidely someone reminded me.

Well... this post was miderably boring. I apologize.

My week began with building a fort with another adult while drinking beer. That should of been a sign it would be a fantastic week, right?

After an irritatingly long search for a condo or apartment, I finally found one that is both within my price range, in a great neighborhood, and had enough bedrooms. Color me excited. Very excited.

I didn't go to the Valentine's Day party - and looking back on the entries perhaps it's just as well. I've misplaced any sports jerseys from high school, although I'm lamenting over having missed the opprotunity to see everyone else dress up. Oh well, next time, I suppose?

Thursday and Friday, lunch for my Department is on me! What would you like, ladies?

I'm looking forward to Valentine's Day, seeing as I'm seperating from my wife. Haha. What a horrible way to post that.

I have finally decided to move into the city. I've been living in Far Hills, NJ, for anyone that didn't know, and that's quite a commute. This means more time with my kids, although I'm a bit worried about how the school transition will be for them. What are the good private schools in New York City that don't have religious affiliations? Does anyone have an idea where I would start the search? Googling 'private schools in new york city' doesn't seem legit. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

I'm not exactly sure where else to go with this... hmm. And I forgot to read the HR question before posting. I can hardly be expected to go back now.

I'm getting a divorce.

This is far too personal to post on a work journal.

For the first time in a good long while, my parents came up from Philadelphia to spend Christmas with us in Far Hills. It was awkward and tense fun to actually see them for Christmas again... I realize I'm in my late 30's, but I still like my parents quite a bit. And there's something a lot of fun about watching your parents interact with your children... I don't know. Something about generations being together.

I'm going to stop being profound.

Congratulations to Alek and Sam on their brand new bundle of joy. I expect pictures to be posted, so I can secretly 'Awww' at them.

I don't want to post in this. It's obnoxious and adolescent. I'm in such an awful mood.

In regards to HR's recent questions...

Question One - Yes, of course. No, I doubt I have the courage to bring it up.

Question Two - My brain is so overwhelmed with work right now, I can't think of three books... sort of pathetic.

Question Three - I never saw Twilight, nor New Moon. I have no idea who 'RPattz' is, and why he's on women's underwear. (Thanks for that one, Julian.)

Ironically, when I brought the last one up to my wife, she had a tidbit of her own to add, that she stumbled across. I'm not sure how she stumbled across this, or what else she was looking up... but, here you are...

The 30 Most Disturbing Twilight Products.

I think number 26 is the craziest.

PS. I just realized that number 20 is the same underwear Julian mentioned, but from a different angle.

It's been awhile since my last entry, and since I thought I was looming close to the two-week deadline, I better update with one of the neat little tidbits that HR provides.

"Do you think your moods are controlled by your brain chemistry or that your brain chemistry dictates your moods? Do you believe people are born with particular emotional temperaments or that they are primarily shaped by environmental factors?"

I certainly think brain chemistry plays a role in how we react to things and what sort of moods we have. There is undoubtedly genetic pre-dispositions that are ingrained in us, however on the flip side of this, I believe close to all brain chemistry problems can be positively influenced by the surrounding environment, and many can be rendered almost inconsequential. Does this make sense? I feel almost as though I don't have the right to answer this question because I've been lucky enough to never deal with mental illness in my family.

Perhaps I should of answered the "which tv/movie character would you take on a date"... by the way, it's the hot blonde Pharmaceuticals Rep on "Scrubs", I don't even remember her name. Because she knows what she wants. Or maybe Lady Heather from "CSI". I feel like this question got far too personal. Oops.

For those of you who read my entries (which I work VERY hard on, by the way), will recall that last week I posted about my oldest daughter's birthday. After agonizing about it for a few hours, I remembered how much Marilyn enjoys "Phantom of the Opera". She's worn through two DVD's of it, and wanders around humming 'Music of the Night' on a continuous basis. So, I bought three Orchestra seats for "Phantom of the Opera" the following Friday.

Now, I bought three tickets with the hope that my wife Vicki would want to join us (she didn't), so Marilyn and I decided to fly solo that night. We went to this Mexican place in Jersey that she really likes, and then I got to watch as my now 13-year-old gazed in amazement at the stage as she watched her favorite musical live. It made it even better that the empty seat next to me let me stretch out my legs a little.

It was a great night, and I realize being this excited about it makes me a very cliche doting father. I think if I could change anything about how my life is right now, it wouldn't be making more money or magically having a teleporter to get me straight to Far Hills after each workday. It'd totally be being able to spend evenings like that with each of my kids individually at least once a month. It seems like it'd be simple and easy to do, but it's really not. I'm making a November-resolution to find a way to do this, even if it's not as pricey as a Broadway show.

What do you say, fathers of Spent? Most of us are hard-working, is there some way you always make sure you spend time with your kids? I'm desperate for inspiration.

I came to work at 6:30 this morning, my fellow co-workers. I was certain I'd see one or two of you wandering about, but alas, I am alone. The reason for my early arrival? I'm hoping that I can get more done this morning, and therefore not feel obligated to stay so late, seeing as it's my oldest daughter Marilyn's birthday.

She'll be 13, which makes her a teenager, right?

This concept terrifies me, I've never had to deal with teenage girls. I was an only child, and was so involved in sports when I was in high school I never particularly learned how to deal with teenage girls. I don't know what to do. I don't know what I should even buy her.

So, Spent, if you were my 13-year-old daughter, what would you want me to get you? I'm thinking an Easy Bake Oven is too young, but a pony is too expensive.

Mythbusters had a whole hour on duct tape. I can't even put together a coherent sentence to describe the awesome.

I’m Mac Dorian. I’m 37 years old, and I’ll be your new Director of Marketing and Sales. I have the feeling I’ll be doing more Marketing and Sales than Directing, since my department is rather scant competent employees. I just had a blonde temp look at me, pop her gum in my face, and say, “Huh?” when I introduced myself.

Fabulous.

I live in Far Hills, New Jersey with my family, which reminds me of Stars Hollow in “Gilmore Girls”. It’s about an hour and a half away, and I need every inch of that distance between my wife and me. I have three children, Marilyn who is 12, Rosemary who is 9, and Conner who is 5. My wife’s name is Vicki, and she’d bare her claws and fangs if I revealed her age to people I work with.

Uhh… other things about me? I listen to a lot of music a white man my age has no right to be listening to. I’m 6’3. I love Chinese Food. I cried during “Brokeback Mountain”. My favorite episode of “Family Guy” is the one where Stewie gets tan. I have HUGE hands.

Quite frankly I’m not sure what else to tell about myself. If you’re in my Department, you shouldn’t be reading this, anyway. You should be on the phone or putting together a proposal. But don’t worry, I’ll compensate by having high expectations by bringing in lunch for my department constantly, and by being generally awesome, tall, and charismatic.