Maybe my tarot cards are right. Maybe I am refusing to see the dangers of an overactive libido.
The other night it happened to be someone else's libido that was dangerous, but I fought him off, no problem. Heh. Poor kid. Either way, I think hormones influence too many of my decisions lately. Thank god I at least have the wherewithal to avoid the serious douchebags... unlike the gaydar I was born with, it's taken a few years to develop a solid douchedar- and then there are times when you really don't care to sort them all out.
It's been really difficult to stay in touch with quite a few people lately... seems they don't really feel like making that effort, or aren't receiving my communications. I'm going to take that as a cosmic sign that I should lay low, fly solo a bit here. I could use the perspective. Why am I all about perspective lately, anyway? When do you have enough perspective? When can I say to myself, "ok, got enough of that, now let's make decisions with it"...?
When I go to Florida to visit my family, I told my cool younger cousin Geoff that I'm planning to make a documentary about the fam and prove to the world that my family is indeed weirder than yours. Anyone's. Everyone's. He's totally into helping me with some hidden camera bidnass, so it looks like the project is on.
I just hope to spend some nice time with my grandma. She's getting so old... not sure how much more time I've got. Haven't seen her in like 5 years.
The footage from last night looks great, other than the fact that the music was SO FUCKING LOUD half the audio is fucked. Dammit. This renders most of the footage completely unusable, and renders my arm uselessly sore from having held the camera all night.
The other night it happened to be someone else's libido that was dangerous, but I fought him off, no problem. Heh. Poor kid. Either way, I think hormones influence too many of my decisions lately. Thank god I at least have the wherewithal to avoid the serious douchebags... unlike the gaydar I was born with, it's taken a few years to develop a solid douchedar- and then there are times when you really don't care to sort them all out.
It's been really difficult to stay in touch with quite a few people lately... seems they don't really feel like making that effort, or aren't receiving my communications. I'm going to take that as a cosmic sign that I should lay low, fly solo a bit here. I could use the perspective. Why am I all about perspective lately, anyway? When do you have enough perspective? When can I say to myself, "ok, got enough of that, now let's make decisions with it"...?
When I go to Florida to visit my family, I told my cool younger cousin Geoff that I'm planning to make a documentary about the fam and prove to the world that my family is indeed weirder than yours. Anyone's. Everyone's. He's totally into helping me with some hidden camera bidnass, so it looks like the project is on.
I just hope to spend some nice time with my grandma. She's getting so old... not sure how much more time I've got. Haven't seen her in like 5 years.
The footage from last night looks great, other than the fact that the music was SO FUCKING LOUD half the audio is fucked. Dammit. This renders most of the footage completely unusable, and renders my arm uselessly sore from having held the camera all night.
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eu1ogy:
So you have a weird family huh? I hope you have better luck with documentry. Are you into filming a lot of things?
kida:
hey i remember your pic from utrave