8.5.01

<.silver>: you know what i think my favourite thread still is, after all this time
<.silver>: the cpd one
<.silver>: :-D
<.Bracken>: the what one?
<.silver>: cheerio
<.silver>: pimp
<.silver>: daddy
<.Bracken>: Oh. hehe
<.silver>: oh yeah! 8-)
<.Bracken>: Yeah that was pretty good
<.silver>: lol
<.silver>: i only just thought of it b/c i usually use it as a guideline for most threads
<.Bracken>: use it how?
<.silver>: like.....when i save threads...i basically just copy and paste everything and save it for later....
<.silver>: however the threads already up on the sanctum are formatted and include the html codes and stuff
<.silver>: so to make it easier, instead of typing all the html code into the new thread,
<.silver>: i usually copy the whole old (*saved*) thread, and paste it into my new field. then i just edit the words and times and stuff, and put in the new stuff.
<.silver>: cpd's a decent sized thread, so i usually have enough room to edit stuff in there
<.Bracken>: ahh
<.silver>: which is what i'm doing now
<.silver>: with the phone call thread
<.silver>: ;-)
<.Bracken>: yeah. I still don't really get it, but that's okay
<.silver>: between you and heather
<.Bracken>: hee
<.Bracken>: *goes to read the Cheerio chat now*
<.Bracken>: or thread
<.silver>: it's really just like...imagine that you type up a resume. what's easier....typing up a new resume every time, or saving the old one and just editing it when you need to? replacing the necessary parts?
<.silver>: that's kinda what i mean
<.silver>: and heh
<.Bracken>: ooooooh. okay
<.silver>: brb...wakeup
<.Bracken>: k
<.Bracken>: *whispers in Sil's ear* While you were away. I had to pee
<.silver>: lol. thanks for sharing
<.Bracken>: Weeeeelcome
<.silver>: hee
<.Bracken>: I know you love it when I urinate.
<.silver>: lol
<.silver>: i do.
<.Bracken>: snocker.
<.Bracken>: hooboy
<.silver>: snocker?
<.Bracken>: Duh
<.Bracken>: Okay. Okay
<.Bracken>: I don't know either.
<.Bracken>: But it's not like I can't pretend.
<.silver>: lol
<.Bracken>: And gosh it all to heck, you could to. If you just *tried*
<.silver>: heh
<.silver>: i try!
<.silver>: every damn day, i try!
<.silver>: but what thanks do i ever get?!
<.silver>: slaving over this hot stove
<.Bracken>: You don't. Not really. Half hearted attempts is what they are
<.silver>: ironing your shirts
<.silver>: raising your kids
<.silver>: and do you even care?!
<.silver>: no!
<.silver>: *sobs*
<.Bracken>: My kids? Mine!! You're the one who had the affair and got pregnant.
<.Bracken>: And you iron? Oh puhlease.
<.Bracken>: You don't even turn the bloody thing on
<.silver>: lol
<.silver>: the point is, i try, damnit!
<.Bracken>: No, that's the point. You don't. You say you will, but *starts to cry* you never do
<.silver>: oh suck it up and deal with it!
<.silver>: all it ever is with you is this argument!
<.silver>: and it always comes to the crying
<.silver>: i've seen it so much that it doesn't even make me feel anything anymore!
<.silver>: i think.....i think maybe we need to think about separating
<.silver>: *sniff*
<.Bracken>: Suck it up and deal? What the fuck do you think I've been doing for the last 5 years?? Jesus Christ woman!! I can't suck it up and deal much more than this
<.Bracken>: Yes, I may cry. But at least I let my emotions out. You keeping yours all bottled up. It's not good for us, baby.
<.silver>: which is why we just shouldn't be around each other any more! *eyes fill with tears* all we ever do is fight! we need....some time apart. *walks away*
<.Bracken>: Baby!! *cries* Please. I'm sorry. I *chokes on tears* I love you.
<.Bracken>: Don't walk away from me. We.... . I need you.
<.Bracken>: We can work this out. I know we can.
<.silver>: no...no....this can't work. we can't talk about this right now. we're both too emotional. we need some time to think.
<.silver>: *pulls away*
<.silver>: i'm calling my mother
<.silver>: i think i should stay there for awhile with the kids
<.Bracken>: Oh god. It hurts so much. Please don't leave me
<.Bracken>: I can't survive without you
<.Bracken>: Can't we talk about it together? Think things out, together?
<.silver>: *packs childrens' bags* yes you can. we'll talk later. i can call you from mom's house. *picks up small child, grabbing the hand of another one and starts to walk down the stairs*
<.Bracken>: *falls-sitting on top of steps-crying and screaming* I love you so much. Please. Please stay.
<.silver>: you're...you're not rational. we're leaving. *opens door, looking back worriedly*......i'll call you when we get there.
<.Bracken>: *looks at Sil and says quietly* I can't live without you
<.silver>: *snort*
<.silver>: ahem
<.Bracken>: hee. That's not mournful. Geez
<.silver>: *looks back, mournfully* i'm sorry....i just can't stay here like this anymore. this is killing us.
<.Bracken>: Being a part will kill us more
<.silver>: *edges out the door, with kids in tow* look....there's no point in talking about this now. why don't i call you later, and we can talk? right now, the kids need their dinner, and mom's expecting me.
<.Bracken>: Fine. Just.. Just leave. *gets up and heads for bedroom-collapses on bed and starts crying more*
<.silver>: *tears trail down cheeks...whispers* I'm sorry.
<.silver>: *takes kids and walks out, shutting the door behind*
<.Bracken>: *pics up pic of us smiling and laughing together and traces the edges*
<.silver>: lol
<.silver>: i mean.....ahem. *drives away, choking on tears, listening to the kids play in the backseat, unaware*
<.Bracken>: Don't mock my sentiment
<.Bracken>: *hugs picture to chest and cries self to sleep*
<.silver>: heh
<.silver>: i mocked you once
<.silver>: i should never do it again!
<.Bracken>: hee
<.Bracken>: that's right, dammit
<.silver>: ;-)
<.Bracken>: Well that was fun
<.silver>: heh
<.silver>: yes
<.silver>: although i had trouble not laughing
<.silver>: *g*
<.Bracken>: tsk tsk. I was actually upset
<.silver>: heh
<.Bracken>: -Just remember...if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.-