Post by Emerson on Jun 13, 2018 13:39:31 GMT -5
It is 9:05am. And while it may be early to so many people. To me is it super late. My son and I eat some hurried up Cheerios. We both hate Cheerios but my sister gave them to me. And put enough sugar in anything and its bound to taste good. After 7 or 8 min we are done, he’s already dressed and we’re ready to go. I am going to drop her off at her house for the day while I go off to work.
Ahh work, the mind numbing exercise that we all have to go through on a dialy basis. I actually like my job. I work at a furniture warehouse. Its fun, good people work there, we talk a lot, I get to drive out and deliver furniture. Most people are very nice, they usually offer us food while we are there, thats if they are cooking something. On the weekends we get lucky and drop off while people are cooking out on the grill. Suffice to say I am gaining weight.
But like most parents I spend my day thinking about my son. Worrying about, I call over to her house at least 5 times a day, I speak to him each time I call, till finally one or both of them say to stop, everyone is fine and I stop. So I keep calling but this time to ask how my sisters little dogs are, she has two female dogs, not sure what breed but they are small. She laughs and says they are fine too and for me to get back to work and stop bothering them.
On days when I dont get offerred food by customers haha, I usually take a balony sandwich and some chips for lunch. Pretty typical of me. Something simple and quick. Thats just how I have always been. I am not the type to buy lunch, not unless its like Big Mac Wednsday or I happen to have an awesome coupon for some place. But otherwise I brown bag it.
I think for the most part my life is pretty boring, pretty plain. I dont go out at night, I rarely date. I dont have a secret talent, like I dont know how to play piano or secretly a genius artist who can paint. I am nothing. Just a lug who works at a warehouse. I am a dad, I like going to concerts if I can afford, I like rock and roll duh, nothing else comes close and thats it. That is 99 percent of me. I dont have aspirations, any dreams or goals were forgotten the day my son was born.
That is me, that is Emerson Embry. Simple and basic. And every other month I step into a wrestling ring and fight someone. This week it happens to be Jamo and Andrew. I know those guys pretty well now. I have faced both of them and beaten both of them. And I am sure they have beaten me as well. Thats the nature of this sport. To me this is all fun. Just something I do in my spare time. I am not 100 percent dedicated and thats why some think I can never be “great”.
Some want me to have a killer instinct and be vicious so I can get to the next level. And all that sounds all find and good. But that aint me. I aint in the gym, I aint watching the moon and stars looking for hidden messages from my past, or from god, or from things I wont ever understand.
I am basic. And I am ok with that. I really am.
So Jamo and Andrew here we are again, this time its a tag match. This time it is me and Twilight vs. you guys. And I cant promise this match will forever go down in history as one of the best tag team matches ever. I can promise it will be worth watching. That I can try my best to do for SFT and its fans.
I guess that is it.
Fade to black
Ahh work, the mind numbing exercise that we all have to go through on a dialy basis. I actually like my job. I work at a furniture warehouse. Its fun, good people work there, we talk a lot, I get to drive out and deliver furniture. Most people are very nice, they usually offer us food while we are there, thats if they are cooking something. On the weekends we get lucky and drop off while people are cooking out on the grill. Suffice to say I am gaining weight.
But like most parents I spend my day thinking about my son. Worrying about, I call over to her house at least 5 times a day, I speak to him each time I call, till finally one or both of them say to stop, everyone is fine and I stop. So I keep calling but this time to ask how my sisters little dogs are, she has two female dogs, not sure what breed but they are small. She laughs and says they are fine too and for me to get back to work and stop bothering them.
On days when I dont get offerred food by customers haha, I usually take a balony sandwich and some chips for lunch. Pretty typical of me. Something simple and quick. Thats just how I have always been. I am not the type to buy lunch, not unless its like Big Mac Wednsday or I happen to have an awesome coupon for some place. But otherwise I brown bag it.
I think for the most part my life is pretty boring, pretty plain. I dont go out at night, I rarely date. I dont have a secret talent, like I dont know how to play piano or secretly a genius artist who can paint. I am nothing. Just a lug who works at a warehouse. I am a dad, I like going to concerts if I can afford, I like rock and roll duh, nothing else comes close and thats it. That is 99 percent of me. I dont have aspirations, any dreams or goals were forgotten the day my son was born.
That is me, that is Emerson Embry. Simple and basic. And every other month I step into a wrestling ring and fight someone. This week it happens to be Jamo and Andrew. I know those guys pretty well now. I have faced both of them and beaten both of them. And I am sure they have beaten me as well. Thats the nature of this sport. To me this is all fun. Just something I do in my spare time. I am not 100 percent dedicated and thats why some think I can never be “great”.
Some want me to have a killer instinct and be vicious so I can get to the next level. And all that sounds all find and good. But that aint me. I aint in the gym, I aint watching the moon and stars looking for hidden messages from my past, or from god, or from things I wont ever understand.
I am basic. And I am ok with that. I really am.
So Jamo and Andrew here we are again, this time its a tag match. This time it is me and Twilight vs. you guys. And I cant promise this match will forever go down in history as one of the best tag team matches ever. I can promise it will be worth watching. That I can try my best to do for SFT and its fans.
I guess that is it.
Fade to black
