It was gorgeous up north this weekend! Had an alright time. Nothing against my folks, love 'em to death, but I really enjoy time with my friends more. Sunday I hung out with a few friends that were visiting another by my parents home, and we just plopped the boat in the middle of the lake and floated for hours! It was awesome, with two exceptions. The first being we knew we had to go home, and the other is they couldn't stop talking about their periods! I don't mind hearing about it, I've lived with at least one woman for just about my entire life. But my two roomies that were with me are syncing, and it's all I've heard for a week! I didn't need to hear about it all day Sunday too. It was just a bit much after already hearing an entire week of it.
Monday... another day in the office. Unfortunately I have a short week in town. I have to leave Thursday late afternoon for Fargo. I'll be spending Thursday night in Fargo, and hopefully the periods will be done and over with so I hear no more. Friday morning we're driving to Montana for a good friends wedding. Is it so much to ask for just ONE freakin' weekend in town were I can relax and not do shit? This summer is too busy.
My latest ex wants to get together this week... I want time to myself. Why am I so nice to my ex's? Why can't I just tell them to buzz off? It's not that I don't care about them, but they all keep in contact with me. I have no time as is for a relationship, needless to say keeping up with them.
Johnny's goal for the week, be a dick to someone. Why not, no more of this Dr. Nice Guy.


Monday... another day in the office. Unfortunately I have a short week in town. I have to leave Thursday late afternoon for Fargo. I'll be spending Thursday night in Fargo, and hopefully the periods will be done and over with so I hear no more. Friday morning we're driving to Montana for a good friends wedding. Is it so much to ask for just ONE freakin' weekend in town were I can relax and not do shit? This summer is too busy.
My latest ex wants to get together this week... I want time to myself. Why am I so nice to my ex's? Why can't I just tell them to buzz off? It's not that I don't care about them, but they all keep in contact with me. I have no time as is for a relationship, needless to say keeping up with them.
Johnny's goal for the week, be a dick to someone. Why not, no more of this Dr. Nice Guy.
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To make a long story short (which is too late for that now) seize these opportunities in the future, Johnny. Have a tape recorder at the ready, take copious mental notes if you can. We need to put ourselves in their shoes once in a while. Even if it's that time of month and the shoes don't fit cuz our feet are swollen. We have to push the envelope to evolve, drag our caveman grunting friends along with us if we can. Sure we'll fail, fall on our faces, get laughed at. But we're putting forth the effort, man. The bottomline is, more open minded listening, just absorb it like a sponge, almost like when you're starting a book. Woman are wonderful never ending creatures, so don't anticipate an ending...or gawd forbid....a climax ~cough~ but just like a book, in later chapters, sometimes everything you've experienced/read/listened to, all comes together and makes a little more sense. One more step on the never ending staircase towards sponge-worthy evolution.
Now i dare you to re-think your goal for the week.
(that's all i can say, galen took up all the room)