sick

you are awesome! you should totally be patting yourself on the back! and you're on a roll with this "saying what people need to hear" business. rock it!

where did she move to, tell me again? the east coast somewhere, right?

dude! congratulations on doing the yardwork! very good of you. but i am certain that is not what was keeping you up until 3am. out drinking? playing video games? messing around on your favorite website? wooing some new spring chick?

On one hand, change scares the hell out of me. I resist it at all costs and I get really upset and disoriented when it happens without me. On the other hand, I crave it, in big ways. So, I don't know. But in this case it's probably on the sad side. Melancholy, at least.

I once raked leaves for two hours. It was hell on all sorts of parts of me.

you are probably not too soft-hearted. i don't think you really can be if you're smart and into evil-looking tattooed girls.

the Peach Blossom festival was this poetry reading competition. how you can you compete in poetry reading? i don't know! i was an odyssey of the mind geek. but those poetry readers were serious about their shite. re-directed energy i suppose.

goodness, i can't wait till lunch. i will try to stay away from the fungi. that is one GIANT fungi in your yard. massive! maybe it's wide and flat? like a piece of particle board or something?

i don't think any kind of girl carries used condoms in her pockets. i think it was just that a female carrying condoms period, is scandalous to most people. so naughty that they might as well be used! hyperbole. i hope!

Okay, it's a deal. And if I'm still a file clerk in a few years, you are in charge of the serious ass-kicking I'll deserve for that.

I already miss getting up in the morning with no purpose. As for work clothes, I'll try to take some pictures and post them.

I love whiskey, actually. It's my favorite thing to drink. But it turned out they didn't manage to get to the liquor store and I got drunk on Brandy instead. Is that better?

excellent pictures!

do you suspect it's possible that as more things became legal and accessible (like alcohol, semi-naked dancing, watching people have sex on video, and medical marijuana) perhaps the need to go to one centralized den of immorality became obsolete?

i'll admit though. it would be really cool to have a reason to put on my trashiest clothes and head out to my favorite spot where i would drink and play poker or gin rummy, and hang out with other folks of ill repute. as long as they were girls. whenever i put on trashy clothes and then go to a place with the opposite sex it's like one long night of fending off unwanted advances and lingering glances.

i rhymed!

No, it wasn't me!

I have been refusing anti-depressants so far because I want to think of it as just a part of me that I can learn how to cope with. But I think I've finally realized that in this situation, unlike all the others, that really isn't the case. It really is a disease, and it's something I could take care of if I were willing. Yours very well might be different though.

I got my wisdom teeth out at the dentist, two at a time, with just local anaesthetic. They promised me laughing gas, too, but I didn't get it. It kind of sucked a lot, because you can hear the teeth crunchign out and stuff. When the little sucky pipe turned red, I closed my eyes for the rest of it. At least that way though, half your mouth still functions.

I have to say yes to being friends, because that was the cutest way I've ever been asked, and it reminded me of something I might say. Us shy people have to stick together, right?

Sometimes when I'm out with friends and it's a really overwhelming situation, I have had to just go find a corner to sit in and close my eyes and make myself breath for a few minutes. They of course think it's bizarre, and they get all worried, but it's what I have to do to keep myself sane, and for the most part, the people who know me well are really understanding.

I guess it does. You can't sit around doing nothing forever, though. I have been told that the current file clerk spends half his time reading magazines and browsing the internet, so my reading will not suffer.

I totally identify with your rant, by the way. Except, I think that since nerds end up ruling the world, things like that are bound to happen. We could try to be happy about it in that respect, but it probably won't work.

it was my modem. i needed a new one. seems to be actiing fine now.

lol, no not calhoun...I am assuming everybody has body mods out there. It was Long beach, in New Brighton. Nice beach, not so nice people however. Where do you swim?

quarter-life crisis? I am interested, what is this all about...

and yes I am heavily into reading the relationship books, which might be my problem all together, I give great advice.

actually, I think I am just afraid of intimacy, not sex, but the emotional part. I am not sure how to fix that.