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Folks,

My universe is different from your universe,which is different from that hot girl standing beside you’s universe.

My world rotates along side yours while we are all on top of this rotating world ourselves. Figurative metaphoric language? Who needs college and grammar (for joke purposes-grahamer?)

I miss the way you could wake up, and go about your day and NOT CARE ABOUT ANYTHING. Who cares that you have to have gas in your car to get to your buddys soccer game at 4:30. Mom is home, she probably filled up the car before you even thought about it. Your cell phone bill is paid for by dad. T-Ball-everybody wins and everyone gets a trophy! So when your 24-years old and looking at these trophies you are thinking how great you were and you really probably were barely able to hit the ball off the tee if it werent for the whiff of air following your missed attempt with the bat. But who wants to remember your lack of motor skills and use it as a training tool..lets just give everyone a trophy!

I was in Ireland for 10 days. Pittsburgh for 2 and away from work for 13 (Thank you Easter). I feel refreshed, revitalized, and ready to conquer the world and hope my universe is ready for me. I make new friends everyday and I keep in touch with old friends as much as possible and it is so heart warming to talk to an old soul you used to share a 60′ by 7′ locker space with for years.

Dear Friends,

I miss you

Dear Ireland,

You were the best I ever had.

Dear Facebook-give me some freaking comments on my damn blog so I dont look like half the social reject I really am.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I love you.

Chrissy-Proud of you kid.

LK-ur the best

Who else wants a shout out!?

Later pimp.s

Electronically Yours,

Gorman

2010
04/08
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What’s in a name?

Well…dont ask me why this has been pounding away at the forefront of my cranial lobe. Its a question I would like to ask the women of the world.

And it goes a little something like this.

How do you feel about getting married and taking the mans last name?

Does it bother you? Do you feel the need to carry on your families name or is it a way of devoting your life to your partner for eternity?

I’ve noticed many more hyphenated names coming across my desk these days.

I know speaking from a mans point of view, the last name of the family must live on. Your father built the reputation of your surname with his bare hands and it is your honor and duty to carry the name on with as much prestige as it had the day you were born. It seems like the concept is something that would fall on King Authur’s plate but I have a lot of pride in my heritage and last name and all of the family who represent it. Except for those in Scotland…we try to deny their relation.

Please…I would like this to be my first blog where comments and questions and all of our opinions are heard.

Electronically yours…

Gorman

2009
12/29
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How about that?

Did you know I was born 24 years ago? Jesus….24?

I remember it like it was a few days ago when I pinned Caitlin Frew down on the carpet of Mr. Scuilli’s second grade classroom just for my first sweet kiss..lol. Or when I was married to Jessica Weaver in 4th-5th grade. How about Elementary school band? That was a freaking joke…

I remember working the spotlight for the 5th grade Christmas play and I remember countless talent shows in that mini gymnasium and how that Michelle girl always threw the batton and did dances but was never any good at it. Maybe things have changed?

Obviously things have changed. I am 6 years out of High school and like 22 years out of diapers (I think…i dont know my exact no more diaper date…i mean…now that I think about it diapers rock..who wants to waste trips to the bathroom these days). I just had the best Thanksgiving break ever and got to spend TOO MUCH time with my family and see alot of friends I hadn’t for a long time. It was refreshing and good to remember the roots of this old tree (me=tree).

I am waiting for this day to be over just so I don’t have to think about it anymore. Its hard to avoid birthdays because the older you get it seems the more they bother you. I know mine is only a short step in the walk of life but 24 is 1 year away from 25, halfway to 48 and nearly a quarter century old. The best thing about it is I am in a great place in my life. Happiness is settling in and contentment is all around me. Not the kind of complacent contentment but I know I am moving forward and I cannot wait for the ride to continue kind of contentment.

Tonight for my birthday I have been invited to go to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra at the RBC center. We will see how much fun that is. I am really excited and miss live music and miss finding live music that I can enjoy on my level. Thanks AMANDA!

Tomorrow is my day off and I will spend it catching up on sleep, cleaning the apartment I will soon be moving out of and swiffering, vacuuming and cleaning my sheets. All habits I am grateful to now have.

LK-Love you

Chrissy-I am so incredibly freaking proud of you. You are graduating college a semester early..which takes a lot of work and determination and you will be the first Gorman to graduate college. Everyone in our family is proud of you on a level you cannot even begin to understand. Love you…you will go far.

JC-Where the hell are you?

Danielle-Its my birthday..you know what that means?! Im glad to see our friendship has remained over these years and kinda stayed its course. I am here always if you need me so dont be afraid to reach out. Hopefully will see you soon.

To all of my 1000 facebook friends. You are lucky facebook reminds you its my fucking birthday. Or else you all would be lame ass friends…lol

Thanks everyone…from the bottom of my heart. Have a great Gorman’s Birthday.

Electronically Yours,

Gorman

2009
12/02
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Words.

SO. I go to Target last night and thanks to my previous girlie friend I am now seeing the appreciation of shams. Especially when you do not have a headboard. I need something to soften the blow of my head when I am sitting at the head of my bed. I need to feel soft and pillowish goodness. So I bought two firm pillows and a coverlet set that had 2 shams in it. They kick ass, but the coverlet is so lightweight, I dont even like it.

Here are my two options:

1. Return it and act like the coverlet didn’t come with the shams.
2. Return it and give them the shams back.

BTWOTD(by the way of the day): This would imply I keep the shams illegally.

I dont know, I didnt sleep too well with the wimpy coverlet. Maybe another blanket underneath and coverlet just for show? It will all work out in the end.

Today is Saturday. I worked from 7:30am to 10:30pm and didnt mind it at all. It sucked not having energy by the end of the day but as soon as this is posted I am off to an engagement party for Kyle and Melissa at Rudy’s. Never been there-we will see how cool this place is. I will get to have some fun with the friends I miss so much.

Jill. Everything will be ok.

To my favorite nurse-I’ll do whatever I can to help you make it through your days.

All the leaves are brown…and the sky is grey (anyone know the song?)

I have this barbershop album that is all Beatles songs..incredible. It came out just about the same time that the Beatles Rock Band did. Did you know you can sing harmonies to all the songs? Crazy. Love it.

I met a woman today who is the executive director of SoJam A Capella Music Festival. Apparently something that happens in the Traingle every year that i havent even caught a whiff of yet since Ive lived here for almost 3 years? Jerks. Her and I became friends today. She was diggin the Envy.

Ok folks. Thats all for now. I am living in my apartment with my awesome roommate, my beautiful female canine companion, and all of my stuff, and the best cereal on the face of the earth-Cap’N Cruch. I will be eating it for breakfast and you all will be jealous when your sucking down your boring coffee and toast. Psh. Amateur.


Electronically yours,

Gorman

woot.

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2009
11/15
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Bitches…

So,

Can someone keep a tally for me? I have been through one relationship I feel was completely falsified. Just one. Everyone else you were the bees knees. The cat’s meow. So just know I have nothing against you.

I am free. Freedom. I can put things where ever I want them and I dont have to worry about someone elses controlling habits of the household. I am just living in my space without restrictions. I AM HAPPY and I have a wonderful doggie. Raven-ilu. def.

I keep hanging out with friends and keep missing their company and the jokes..oh man. I have never had so much fun as I do with my friends. The fun is endless. And I get to make fun of everyone and not feel bad about it.

So i’m chit chatting with a girl and time is just rolling by. As of now we have exchanged more text messages then my phone counter can handle and spent some hours quizzing each other on ..well… each other. Beautiful, smart, funny, driven and going somewhere in life. I am happy for her and proud of her and she has put up with alot of shit. We will see where this goes.

PSSSSST. I miss all my friends back home to. This year will be the first year I am able to come home and enjoy the company of my friends.

PLEASE lets find a way to see each other. I have realized how important friends are when I distanced myself from them.

Laura Kortlandt-I love you- you are the best thing I ever have had going for me in my life and I want to look forward to many more years of our great friendship.

2009
11/10
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Violins will cry…and so will I

From a single word composed on a warm august evening on last years calendar.

To a riot of tears. A scared heart. A torn soul. One confused boy.

It was all there at one time. I was on top of the world and I had the most beautiful woman in the world to prove it. She made my face glow with laughter and my stomach churn with butterflies when she was in the room. A passion that was magnetic and skin that felt lonely without the others touch.

“Today I am planning for what I hope is the last move for a long time. In the last two years, I have moved because of work; taking a job, taking a step down/back for a job, changing jobs for a happier atmosphere. This time I am moving for a reason far more important and lasting than a job – I am moving for love. I’ve found my penguin, my split-apart, my soul mate, and I refuse to delay our life together one more second.”

Add a “Happily Ever After” and this could be the next fairy tale you tell to your kids before they go to bed. Prince Charming coming to rescue the damsel in distress from 7 states away.

For the past few months it has been building like a morning tea kettle. We have hit the boiling point. Her touch is different. I havent felt a real kiss in months. I haven’t touched her for weeks. I don’t’ want to touch you to have sex. I dont want to touch you because I am trying to seduce you. I want to touch you because I LOVE TO TOUCH YOU. Your skin quenches the thirst of my heart. My fingers are addicted to the feel of you. The void you have created is begging for just a hint of the love that once was. Let me know you still care. Let me know you think of me like you once did…did I fail? How….please God tell me how.

This pain isn’t worth the hours I will put into it… never understanding what happened.

“Matthew and I are blending well, despite the not agreeing on where to throw our keys or which towels we’ll use. I love figuring things out with him, and for all of this to work out is a miracle indeed.”

A miracle indeed. Remember those guys who had their 5 minutes of fame, then you see a large hook coming from off stage right to slowly remove them from the stage. Their time is up. The rug is being pulled out from under me. My life support is slowly fading. The wind isnt filling the sail anymore…I’m stagnant for now…and I will once again be alone.

Kasey. I love you. As big as the sky.

I’m sorry if I have ever even teased the line of doing something wrong and I would never do anything to hurt you. Ever. You are just to marvelous for words. Love.

Me.

Fly K-Bird to the land of happiness. I will miss that K-Bird of happiness. I will miss her more than anything.

2009
09/22
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And so it goes…

And so it goes…and you’re the only one who knows.

Someone who demands respect but doesn’t give you respect makes you not respect them even more.

If someone speaks down to you during a conversation for to think their point is more justified than yours, it brings you to the conclusion they have nothing left to argue and are now sumbitting to name-calling and childish ways of thinking to survive. jerk.

These are times when I am crossing new ground everyday.  These are areas where I have no expertise, no guidance or history with these ways.  How am I supposed to learn?  Trial and error.  How can one learn when he makes a mistake on these paths and gets one of his legs cut off.  How is he to move forward and learn from his mistakes when he cannot move forward anymore?

Riddle me this.well, riddle me that, up there.

 

I was recently enjoying the crisp salty waters of the Outter Banks a few weeks ago and tide was rising and we crossed from one sandbar to the other so we could make it back to shore.  As I was fully clothed, carrying a abag of shells and wearing a brandnew sun hat I tried to cross the 20 ft channel.  The current was so strong and my clothes were so heavy I could barely make it across without the tide shoving me back out into the vast ocean.  IT LOOKED SO SIMPLE, but it was tiring and nearly defeated me.  I could have walked around the channel, taking another 5 min, but I assumed that I would be fine swimming 20 ft across the salty blue water.  I learned from my mistake, the water has a power I never knew.  I had not been coached, trained, or guided on this matter so I took the best course I could with my limited knowledge.  I will never do that again.

 

I tried, I failed, I learned therefore I am smarter.  Our young culture has not been raised on trades.  We are being rased by a generation who went to college, got their education, and got a job they have been with the rest of their lives.  The real world experience from their times to our times is barely transferable.  We all must learn for ourselves but PLEASE do not penalize learning.  Failure is learning, learning is knowledge, knowledge is power.

 

If a 20 something has passion for your business…chanel it and use it.  Don’t cut his leg off.  How will he ever move forward…

2009
07/12
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AIM….why do you suck

What happened to the Aol Instant Messenger and its wonderful times of days gone by.  I would much rather be on facebook monitoring my chat toolbar seeing who I can talk to in a 5 minute passing of them logging in, checking their messages, and then logging off after they have gotten their fill.

5 windows at a time, before you could cascase them in the same one.  Five windows flashing and trying to keep up with them as fast as possible to satisfy the need for social interaction without physical connection.

The only way that you could be pealed off the computer was if the clock struck 3:00am and everyone was zombies at their computer.  Myspace has even tapped into the instant messaging craze.  Skype was the first to add video.  Yahoo and Msn and Google now have a messenger.

How connected can we be?  To the point where its too much?  How do we escape THE INTERNET!!!

Electronically yours.

Gorman

P.S. I need more AIM friends.

2009
07/09
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End of Summer

So I remember the days where I couldnt wait until the end of summer.  You would beg your mom to death to go “Back-to-School” shopping.  You would storm into the JCPenny to get the latest JNCO jeans, but your mom had to always approve so they couldnt be too baggy or outlandish.  My family made sure I had some of the best threads I could.  I never had Tommy Hilfiger, I never had me any Nike shoes for 100 bucks.  We would make one trip to Payless every 6 months until I was in High School.  Then my love for white sneakers started.  K*Swiss was my shizzle nizzle.

I would want the largest selection of G2 pens and some of the coolest locker accessories so that out of the 4 minutes between classes, I would get a few compliments on the first day.  “Oh Matt, that mirror/message center/Sony Discman holder is AWESOME!”.

Then there was a point where we never wanted summer to end.  The last two years of high school would be a safe bet on that.  When we could all drive, and socialize without being dependant on our parents.  I even had a job and made my own  money so I was feeling like a near “Adult” by that time.  Whats funny is then when I wanted to fight for my freedom and claim for my adulthood, I thought it was the best thing for me to do.  Now, when I am on my own and I need help….every single time I wanted to be an adult, I am reminded by one of my parents hanging up the phone.  tee hee.
Now you see all the malls getting super busy and sales are happening left and right.  Parents are welcoming the day that their kids are out of their hands for 8 hours a day.  Fathers will get to go to their son’s football games now under the friday night lights.  Mom will get to see her girls play in the band together.  Grandfather will finally get to see his pride and joy graduate from the stage of his old Alma Mater.  And a struggling child, who never recieved love, appreciation, and support from his family will finally do something no one in his lineage has ever done.  Its a magical moment.

The end of summer is the begining of school.  The end of summer is the begining of the american education system.  The end of summer is the single most hated and saught after non-calender holiday in our society.  But if it wasnt for the end of summer…we would never move forward.

And I for one enjoy Thanksgiving dinner too much to have summer all year round.

Amen.

Electronically Yours,

Gorman

2009
07/09
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Intro.

So this is the place…

This is the place everyone talks about…

I dont see the big deal…

I guess I will have to make it a big deal then.

Gorman

2008
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