wasted days?

I love to read!  I can spend an entire day locked in a room with a book and not even notice that I've wasted a day.  Today i finished this wild web comic... really groovy stuff.  Kinda cool to start, and then it got very weird.  Yu+Me is what it's called.  Excellent read if you like the odd and fun.

Other than that, kind of a day where I felt my body getting sick.  Damn colds.  Seems we all have them now.

Really, I have no good stories about having a cold.  But I can tell you about a really crazy story about when I had the flu once... but I won't.

On another note, I'm always fascinated with the way people get pissed off about the weather this time of the year.  We have a nice day or two where we get a nice warm front, and then things bounce back to where it's supposed to be and people get all bent out of shape about it.  I mean, around here, this is a common occurrence, so you would figure that people would just get used to the shit.  They never do...

To drink or not to drink...

So here I sit, wondering if I should drink tonight or not.  I mean, I guess I know I'll end up drinking, I suppose I'm wondering when I will start.  I mean, I could get a head start on that now... but then I'll get sleepy.  Perhaps a nap first?

Does it constitute a problem if you are trying to schedule your drinking?  Hmmm?  I wonder.  Eh... maybe I should nap before drinking.

I've got that fuck-it-all feeling

Woke up again and had that feeling that I'm sure everyone knows.  Its that feeling of despair and longing.  Its that exhausted of life thing that grates our soul down to nothing.

And so what do I feel like today?  Whiskey would be nice, but I'm starting to feel like I should stop drinking so much.  I feel like I've only managed to fall asleep sober maybe once a week.  Eh... I'll worry about it when I'm drunk later.

Oh, and one final piece of advice for the day:  three crunch wraps may not seem like a lot, but it is a lot in the end.  But damn are they good!

I want Kool-Aid point again!

I started saving Kool-aid points late in my life because my mother always bought the cheep knock-off shit.  Then, just as I was getting enough to actually mean anything, they end the whole thing.  Shit!

I think I was supposed to order a new computer today.  Okay, you know what, I could care less to write anything here, so I'm gonna go.  See ya!

Really, I'm the normal one!

My wife has odd friends.  Actually, the problem is that she will just be friends with anyone.  I find this an odd behavior and it bothers me a lot.  I'm very picky about calling people my friends.  I wrote an essay on this once. The point of it was that you may call 10 people your work with "friends," but if you leave that job how many of those people will still keep in touch?  Maybe 2?  And how long before they no longer even send emails.  I mean, I suppose with the whole facebook thing, you can remain "friends" for as long as you don't delete them, but are they really friends?

Okay, getting way off subject here.

So my wife seems to want to collect people who have some serious issues.  There was the dirty fucking hippy who was sleeping on our floor.  She was nasty!  I mean, she smelled awful, and I said she had to get a shower to stay and she left.  When I finally cleaned the area she was sleeping, I found about eight bags from fast food places with half eaten burgers and fries in them... stashed under the layer of blankets.  I wanted to vomit to think for that moment that this dirty person who would rather be homeless than clean was sleeping on rotting fast food for at least 2 weeks... fucked up!

Now she has this woman that is leaving her husband who may be a junkie, rapist, and general douche-bag.  There are restraining orders and such involved.  Very dramatic.  So I've been watching her son while she works a few times over the past couple of weeks.  He likes to cry in his blanket a lot.  He bites.  And he eats toys.

Really, once I got out of being a teenager, I admit that I have little interest in getting involved with this kind of shit.  But my wife seems to enjoy surrounding herself with these desperately pathetic people and situations.  I mean, I hated the drama in high school.  I read once that you surround yourself with like minded people.  And this is yet one more reason I worry about my marriage.

On the upside, she's not interested in reading any of my work, so she'll never actually read this so I will never be in trouble for this.