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Lut Marid Bates

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	[Jan. 14th, 2019\|09:33 pm]
Dropbox. Questions. Concerns. Appointments. V-Mails. E-Mails. 1st Period: Weight training IV 2nd Period: Weight training II 3rd Period: Weight training I 4th Period: Weight training III LUNCH: Lunch 5th Period: Weight training I 6th Period: Prep Period Afterschool: Football [fall]
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	[Sep. 20th, 2018\|10:30 pm]
( Singled.com Survey )
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	[Sep. 1st, 2018\|04:46 pm]
( Biography info )
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	[Dec. 1st, 2008\|10:03 am]
Update, she says. Like I got something to update about. If I had something to update about, I would update, but I don't have anything at all. A declining business and a few bizarre dreams, but that hardly counts as anything to talk about. I miss the girls. I miss Xia, too, but mostly I miss the girls. My beautiful little girls. My, because they were so close to being mine, because in my head, they were. They gave me purpose, something bigger than myself and now? What do I have? A rented house, a company car. Allah, my family, my friends. Okay, so I have quite a lot. I've seen the worst sort of poverty, and the truth is, I have nothing to complain about. Still, everyone gets blue every now and again. The girls (my other girls, AJ and Fern) have invited me down, and a part of me is tempted to take up the offer. I should be working, concentrating on that, but I'm tempted just to take off down the coast and go stay with them until this passes. Sometimes, I've found, the best thing to do is to surround yourself by family and friends.
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	[Sep. 30th, 2008\|03:26 pm]
Eids is tommorow, PBTA. I'm starving!
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A play	[Sep. 24th, 2008\|11:53 pm]
"You planning on wearing that to your 10 o'clock?" "Hmm?" Lut Marid glanced up from the file he was reading. Walking, drinking coffee and reading. It was ususally something he avoided, but the morning was busy. His eyes managed to get level just in time to see Maria, his assistant, point to a stain on his sleeve with a knowing smirk. How had he managed to miss that this morning? The coffee was sat down on her desk, his arm stretched out so that he could get a better look at it. "Well by golly..." "No one says that anymore, Boss." If he had a dime for every time she told him that. For a moment, he stayed still, trying to contemplate if he really wanted to shrug his jacket back on and just call it a day or get a new shirt. Before he had a chance to decide, though, Marie was reaching over, undoing his vest and then going for his shirt. Had it been anyone else, he would have jumped back and freaked out. As it was, he was so used to Marie attempting to dress and undress him that he just spread his arms and went back to reading the file (at an arms length) as she got the shirt, pausing to shrug one arm off and switch the hands for the file. It was only when he was down to his undershirt that he picked up his coffee once more and went to continue into his office. She knew what to do. But then again there was the... "Don't forget about..." "the concepts for the Midwest ads? I know." "That's why I love you!" The words trailed after him as he shut his door behind him and sunk down into his chair. 9:15 and already his feet were killing him. He felt like an old lady half the time, aches appearing in his feet and calves and back. Then again, it might have something to do with the fact that his shoes felt 3 sizes too small. "Marie?" The button to her intercom was pressed, no need to dial. "A new pair of shoes, too, okay?" "What do I look like, your clothier?" But he knew she'd do it, half the pleasure she got from the job in acting more like a personal assistant than a corporate assistant. From what he knew of her, her life goal was to become a movie star, and pending that, be the assistant of a movie star. He had never before in his life met a woman so content about being, well, a stereotypical woman. As life would have it, though, he could never say it. It would make him sexist, and worse than that, it would make him stereotypically muslim.
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	[Sep. 22nd, 2008\|12:34 am]
Also, I fail. I fail miserably. On September 19th, 2008, my Goddaughter Amy Marie Richards was born. I've attached a picture of Amy with (one of) her Mother(s). Yay for Fern and A.J.! (even if Fern did steal A.J. from me and turn her into a happy lesbian powerwife.) ( Under the cut! )
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	[Sep. 21st, 2008\|01:52 pm]
Goodness, it's been a while since I've updated, hasn't it? I have to admit, I've completely neglected most electronic things save my company e-mail. Things have been crazy, both at work and personally. Let me tell you, though, right now is NOT a good time to be in oil, not here. It's hardly our fault that India and China's expansion is causing the need for gas to go up dramatically, while the gas itself is in dwindling supply. It's basic supply and demand. Yes, everyone see's the oil companies have returns in the billions of dollars, but what they don't realize is that those profits reflect only 6% or 7%. It really isn't a great profit margin right now, and as of this moment, BP is LOSING money. Oil refinement, alternative energy exploration and R&D aren't exactly cheap. And..Hold on, I have a mosquito bite that is driving me mad...Mmm, vinegar. No clue why that works, but it's always been my go-to cure. I can't believe I completely failed to mention what happened between Xia and I. The lady with the blonde fireball I had met in the starbucks all those months ago turned out to be a beautiful woman, one I fell completely in love with. I proposed to her, but as fate would have it, it wasn't meant to be. I can't blame her, not really. Things were always complicated, and her hesitency as well as my working and traveling took their toll. She didn't want to put the girls through another Jackson and I couldn't put myself through a wife that alway saw another man in me. I still call the girls regularly and have promised to visit them (oh, I moved as well, obviously!). If there's one thing I regret, it's that, what has happened to them. I was to a point where I was thinking of them as my daughters and suddenly...Well, life happened. I took the vacation time that was supposed to be for the honeymoon and went home for a week, before going to Texas and staying with Cala, Steven and the boys. It was painful at first, to see a family that I should have had, but in the end, family was what helped the most. They always have. The second I got back, though, I had to deal with an office transfer. We moved the department from L.A. to Portland. It gives off a better vibe, I guess. Sends a message about pushing away the materialism of L.A. to embrace the greener living of Portland. And...It's been going okay. It's been going fine. Oddly enough, it's easier to find Halal here, so I suppose I can't complain. Anyway, I've attached a playlist to prove that even Oil Execs are human. Current Playlist: September Narina Pallot - Sophia M.I.A. - Paper Planes Matt Nathanson - Come On Get Higher Jack Johnson - Gone (Going) Niia - Bang Bang [A close second to this is the original Nancy Sinatra version.] Ivri Lider - Song To The Siren Alejandro Sanz & Shakira - La Tortura The Beatles - I Want To Hold Your Hand Michael Buble - Can't Buy Me Love [Beatle's Cover] Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightening The Wombats - Let's Dance To Joy Division The Feeling - Sewn The Beatles - Revolution Michael Buble - This Love [Maroon 5 Cover] *Estelle Feat. Kanye West - American Boy
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OOC	[Apr. 30th, 2008\|01:21 pm]
Transfered from watchitfall and watchitfall@GJ.com For the sake of fluency, I've sped up his timeline. Thanks!
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	[Jan. 31st, 2008\|10:27 pm]
!!!! MY COMMERCIAL WAS ON TV!!!!!
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	[Jan. 26th, 2008\|11:29 am]
Who knew that helpin out would lead to such a wonderful time? You see, the other day, when I was getting my tea, this little blonde fireball bounced right into me. She couldn't have been more than 7, and. Well, it's only natural to wonder where her mama and dad are. Anyway, we ended up finding her mother together, and she got returned and everything was great. We parted ways, I forgot about it for the most part. Well, the other day, I was takin' a walk in the park? Just to clear my head, really. And I spotted them! (Them being the family). Needless to say, my curiousity got the best of me, and I went over to see if Blaire (that was the little girl) was still okay and all that. As it were, she was just as spunky as before, and her sister (Ellie) was just as shy, and her mother just as pretty. Honestly, I'm not sure how it happened, but I ended up getting an invitation over for dinner. It was great, really. Xiomara (I hope I'm spelling that right!) and Ellie and Blaire made sure I was fed well and entertained, and I ended up putting Blaire to bed with a story so that Ellie could have some mommy time. It was...Domestic. It was amazing. I mean, it was just dinner, and a bit of playing with the kids, and tucking Blaire in but. It reminded me both of Cala and the girls, and of what. Well, what I want one day, you know? It was nice to spend time with someone who wants that as well, or who has that even. She's a good girl, Xiomara. I don't know her THAT well, but she seems it. Both her and Blaire invited me for dinner some other time, and you know? I think I'll take them up on that offer. Now I just have to figure out what to do about Ellie. I mean, I ain't tryin' to get in there like that, be some sort of daddy figure to her (WAYYYY too early for that!). But. It would be nice for her to feel more comfortable. Speaking of people with children...Amanda came over the other night! (Actually, maybe I should set Xiomara and Amanda up. I mean, not in a dating sort of way, but. Lennox is right around the age of the girls) I tried to explain football to her, but seeing how my own knowledge is limited. Well. I probably wasn't much help. I think we had a nice time, though. Such a pity about that. I mean, I'm happy for her and Fern. But it's so ironic that Amanda and I go out on one "date", and right after, she finds "the one". Wasn't there a movie about that? I mean, we never slept together, but it feels like the same one. From what I've heard, Addison found someone else as well. (Actually, a woman as well. That's a bit distrubing. Not only do I help girls find their significant others, I also. Well. You know). Anyway, it was still great to have her over, and we'll have to do it again. And lastly... IT'S ALMOST BASEBALL SEASON! Or, as it matters to me...Tee-ball season! We've got just over a month until our first game. I think the kids really have bonded. I think it'll be great fun! Go Panthers!
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Just saying.	[Jan. 20th, 2008\|06:54 pm]
"Help, Help! I'm being repressed!"
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Never Thought I'd Be The One To Let You Down	[Jan. 9th, 2008\|12:07 am]
I told her I couldn't see her anymore. It was honestly one of the most painful thing I've had to do. I liked Addison, I really did. I really DO. Goodness, why am I talking about her like she's dead? She's a model now, or going to be. It isn't that I have a problem with that. I'm proud of her, really. She's doing something that makes her happy and I can never, EVER put that down. The thing is, though, I doubt all she'd be doing is modeling Gap sweatshirts and jeans. It's not a problem if she's doing it fully clothed. There starts to be lines, though. Photoshoots in bikinis, in underwear, in nothing. If she were my wife, I could just say "No, here's the line, please don't cross it. I don't feel comfortable with you doing that." But she's not. She wasn't even a girlfriend, really. She could have been. She should have been, but I'm not sure if she even considered me her's. And the point is, I have no right to tell her where that line should be drawn. Maybe she would have done that by herself. Maybe she would have done that for me. But you can't be certain and besides...She's young and beautiful and going to be famous. She doesn't need someone like me dragging her down. She's just doing what everyone in the west aspires to do. I don't think of her as any less of a person, she's following a dream. It's just not something I'd be comfortable with a spouse doing, and I'm not doing to see someone that I can't see myself marrying. I do wish her all the best, though. يعطيني الله, قوة وإيمان
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