bassboy7

Thanks to everyone for the Birthday wishes. Its been a pretty good week. Last weekend the band played in Montgomery at this club for two nights. I love when we do that cause we get to chill and relax instead of busting our ass to get to the next show. Anyway, I've never had any game with the ladies. Too sweet, too lovable, not fuckable. Interestingly enough, the Zoloft is finally kicking in and I seem to have developed some confidence. Not cocky, just cool. Its a milestone my friends! For those of you who have never had to take any psycho meds, I'll explain the effect. For instance, a few weeks ago I started punching myself in the face because I got caught at a traffic light behind this driver who was putting down the road. In my mind, its was their fault that I got stuck there because they were driving so slow. So, over something completely stupid, I was hurting myself. In public. At a red light. Reasonable? Not in the least. Now however, I don't even notice the traffic light. I sit there waiting for it to change and listen to the radio, watch birds in a tree and think about the hot chick sitting in the car next to me. Sure, I'm a little less passionate, but I think the trade off is worth it. There are side effects of course. My sex drive is in 2nd gear instead of overdrive. Does anybody else find it ironic that the medicine helps my game yet curbs the desire? Thats life I guess. Plus, to phrase it PG-13, it take a LOT longer to cross the finish line in bed. Sometimes thats a good thing. Somtimes not.