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Chevrltz71
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Name: Charley
Location: Alaska, United States
Birthday: 4/4/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Girls, trucks, woodworking, computers, music, keyboards, snowmachines...
Expertise: Sales, technology, PR, accounting, managing, construction, real estate
Occupation: Administrative
Industry: Real Estate
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AIM:  Chevrltz71
MSN: charleypreston@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  chevrltz71@yahoo.com
Member Since:
9/27/2004
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| I reckon it's about time for another tri-annual entry. What's odd
though is that I only seem to be philosophical and pondering at the
times when I'm physically sick. Any other time I have myself convinced
I have anything figured out and handled up, and the last thing I have
time for is typing a goofy little online journal/bloggie doo-hickey.  Thus, I hack away...
Lets see - I'm really stoked about all the upcoming fall events with
church, etc. And also the snow that's slowly creeping down the
mountains. Soon will come the rush of two-stroke exhaust and flying
powder - or maybe my sled and I flying through the air above the powder
- or possibly some mishap occurred and my sled and I are flying through
the air, but in different directions, unattached. The latter is the
least desireable of the three by the way. Yes, I'm sure.
I really get frustrated at how pride can bring out silent hypocrisy.
Sadly, I don't feel like disclosing the details and setting, but I'll
just say it has to do with marriage and finances. Things are rock'n
though - Jess and I are doing this "Preparing for Marriage" class
through church, and just seeking the Lord for direction and
clarification - which I find thrilling. And so far, for me, it
just seems to be affirming my former direction!
I finally got my corporate taxes all done, and now I take on the last
details of our offering. Soon I'll be selling units of our LLC to
private investors in a Regulation D private offering. It's a securities
exempt offering, so there isn't direct report to the SEC, you just have
to intially let them know of what you're doing. Then we'll be up and
running for more Mortgage Notes and further residential development!!
Onward and upward...
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| Hardy har har - I just read some of my past entries and it make me chuckle!  I gotta wrap up my stinking accounting though, and when that's done I might go pick up my new Honda 200s (three-wheeler) 
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| My brother's wife needs help. Serious help. For claiming to be a follower of Christ, she is one of the most selfish, helpless, victim mentality people I know. It's my brother's fault for marrying her, but still, she seems absolutely oblivious to the torture she's putting him through and the blame she lays on him while all the time he's trying to be loving and provide for her. He's trying to be a caring leader of his house and not be a pushover. Everyday she calls with another $500+ bill or some piece of crap she can't live without - meanwhile she's in California and he's up here because why they moved up here to Alaska, she ran back to Cali.  She also has to be about the oldest looking 32 year old I've met - of course that wouldn't have anything to do with how much stress she brings upon herself or her lack of a servant's heart.
Maybe I'll just become a eunich and move to Canada and contemplate my navel instead of getting married - but dang that sounds boring. Thankfully I know there ARE quality women of God out there...now I just need to find one whom I'm attracted to and compatible with. I always seem to find one or the other.  
My next post will be fun exciting happy Alaskan stuff...  | | |
| I'm blue ba - bu - dee - babadie....
Was I ever pissed at my phone tonight. Crazy how little electronic
devices can dictate our lives, huh? Well, I was suppose to take my best
friend and his fam to the airport tonight as they're leaving for Puerto
Vallarta... WELL, he's suppose to call me when they're ready to go.
Well, I wait and wait, and finally call them, and they're already at
the airport!!!! My phone never rang at all... I call my voicemail, and
I had SIX messages, who knows how many missed calls!!!!
So, I call Cellular One's customer service ready to tear into some
innocent little out-sourced receptionist. I got this lady in Ohio, who
was actually kinda helpful - I swear she had a mullet though. Pretty
much all she could do was put in a trouble report though...
After 30 minutes on the phone with Ms. Mullet, I tear into my phone
physically, hoping to find some satisfaction destroying something
inside the cover. First though I decide to pop the battery out and see
is that makes something work, since it seems to make outgoing calls
fine.
Well, this lame-O story is about over. I powered my trashed little cell
up, and the text messages started blurping in... 8 in all. Good grief.
Whew, that felt really good!! CELL ONE SUCKS!!!  
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|  I'm sick...and everyone's being
indecisive about seeing David Copperfield tonight. I stuck my neck out
and bought a bunch of tickets a couple weeks back thinking it would be
a fun big group night out on the town...now I can hardly give them
away!!!
Next time I should factor in how the average college student is broke -
even so, would "free" be appealing - maybe it's a pride thing not
wanting to accept free tickets, I dunno.
I hope I can go snowmachining tomorrow, but I doubt it since I'm sick and the weather's looking lousy. poo poo
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