Define twinsanity please?

   After my father passed about 8 years ago I had a strong nostalgic feeling deep inside to have a child and raise it before I had a chance to lose the memories that I would use in order to instill the same values he instilled in me. After that one nostalgic hour I decided a trip out to the bars with me friends might be cheaper. Those trips have basically continued as until late. At a time when I am supposed to be a budding professional, I find myself being thrust into life with a vengeance that only karma can provide. I would like to list the high points of my life only since May.

May 28th - lost my job.
June 16th - Found a new job in New Orleans and interviewed.
July 4th    - Entirely too drunk
July 5th    - Morning: Offered new job in New Orleans and accepted with a $1,000 sign on bonus pending I stay at this employer for a year.
                  Afternoon: Found out my girlfriend is pregnant when she fell through my front door crying and laying on the floor bawling her eyes out. My first instinct was to not talk but only silently grab a beer out of the refrigerator, then she got her hug.

July 14th - Started sleeping on a friends couch in New Orleans in order to start working.
August 1st- Moved into a small closet sized apartment in New Orleans and started my battle with the roaches.
August 25 - On the way home from a 14 hour shift at work and still driving in the car with a coworker, while in mid sentence about how I cannot wait until I can get my classic Jeep and a new drum set once the kid grows up a little I get a phone call. IT’S TWINS! There was karma kicking me in the ass just one more time.
September 13th - I and Erica have both vehicles go out on us, dead, as in not safe for children to get stuck in the KFC drive through line, or in the ghetto of New Orleans. We both have jobs that depend on us driving. We have deadlines to meet this weekend and are once again up the proverbial creek.

The gap between the dates listed above are, obviously full of other details that I do not have the time nor patience to add or write about. This blog has been started as a way to vent and hopefully provide entertainment for all of those who are willing to join in our journey. I have $800 in the bank, bills to pay, loans building like storms over my head, stuck in New Orleans away from the beautiful preggers Erica, 2 broken cars, a calculus class to finish my degree, and the inability to think of the other reasons I am having reoccurring dreams that awaken my out of sleep on my futon bunk bed...Oh yeah.....AND TWINS ON THE WAY!!