blindside

Well here I am again. Let me just say WELCOME BACK FAMILY GUY!! WOOHOO!! It was great to see it back on last night. But...umm...Seth....ditch the American Dad drek - total crappage.
I picked up a new book today, felt the urge to read some old-school stuff and grabbed "On The Road" by Kerouac. I knew it was a good choice with the opening lines:
"I first met Dean not long after my wife and I split up. I had just gotten over a serious illness that I won't bother to talk about, except that it had something to do with the miserably weary split-up and my feeling that everything was dead."
Holy crap! How exactly the way I'm feeling.
(I feel I have every right to ramble on:1 because it's MY damn journal, and 2 noone's gonna read this anyways, right?)
I'm deep in a damn funk and am trying desperately to shake out of it. What's it gonna take? It just seems like every time I get close to being "normal" (ok, normal for me) the ex calls and shits all over my world again.
Damn her for it - damn me for letting her.

Good news!! I'm driving to Austin tomorrow! (woohoo)
Bad news. It's for work..with 2 coworkers...and there will be no spare time for play and fun. (bollocks)

I'd like to have enough time to hit the tattoo shops, do some shopping, talk to some artists...but of course that wouldn't do.
I have a friend now! Keen! MY empire begins to build. Who's next? I'm neat, I'm likable, I put the lid back down and flush and everything!!
LOVE ME DAMN YOU PEOPLE!!!