punkinhead

Hello SG Brothers and Sisters,

I hope this finds you all well and good. Im trying to put my life in prospective, to see it for what it is.

Here is the bottom line. I have a lot of big decisions coming up but I cant plan for them. I am stuck waiting to see what circumstances will manifest themselves so I know which way Im going to go.

I have mostly wasted my weekend relaxing, drinking and having fun. But I really needed it, badly they have me working 45 hours with a two hour commute. What the fuck is a brother supposed to do on a Sunday? Be productive? Im trying to play with my cats.

My friend Cakewalk was in town I havent seen him since his wedding. He has been traveling since mid December and doesnt realize that the present I got for him will be waiting for him when he gets home.

Okay, SG I was going to go see a professional about all this but I already pay for the wisdom of naked chicks and late light logons right here so Im going to pose all of the questions I have for my psychologist-to-be to you.

Here goes:

Fatal but subtle incompatibility or challenging relationship?

Quit writing the game or try to push through another year?

Paranoid or appropriately appalled by the modern world?

Over sensitive or damaged psyche?

Nice guy or subconsciously passive-aggressive?

Any helps gets hugs and kisses. From this guy I know, we all call him Frookie.

Anyway, I hope this finds you well and good. I know Im never on any more, but I promise its not personal. If I had the time Id post a billion comments, start my own group (Sadistic Hippophilic Necrophiles or would that be beating a dead horse?) and go to all the SG ATL parties and such. But its just not in the cards for me. Perhaps this summer.

Anyway, I got love for you SG. You keep on, Ill keep on.

Take it light,

ph

Taoist thought of the day: Worry is wasted time and energy. Make good decisions in the present moment and forget to worry about the future.

Cat Report: Fresh loves Big Joe the Roommate more than anything but food and pooping. As soon as Big Joe sits down Fresh is right there in his lap, trying to get up into his beard. Its very cute I am glad at least one of my roommates digs on the cats.

Factoid: I saw my first real naked girls in Amsterdam. My parents took me when I was about twelve years old. My dad and I went on a long bike tour, riding all over the city. At one point we stopped to look at a historical monument called something like the Shempael. We had stopped at the front yard of this house with a pool to its side and there were two naked women swimming with two men. The women kept getting out and diving, giving our group provocative looks. I stared, then everyone was staring. The guys finally yelled at us and we rode on. I remember little else from that bike tour hell, from that vacation.