Just a quick post.............Hi-jacking neighbors internet signal.......Stopped taking medication and realized something...........Some of the SG's I used to find interesting........They aren't.......My mind is so clear right now....... Like to say hello to all my friends......I 'll be popping in from time to time to see what every one is up to. Take care everybody.......... 
Cancelled internet today......So whenever they shut service off......Thats when I will begin my break and self discovery period........Did that because I have no will power........I'm addicted to the people here. I will return in due time......I'll check in from time to time.....Wish me luck in getting my life straightened out...........To those who took a chance to get to know me ........I will miss you...... 
Grady31
Grady31
Trying to quit smoking......................... 
Would actually kill someone right now if they had a cigarette.........
Would actually kill someone right now if they had a cigarette.........Hello folks..........I hope everyone is doing great and is getting geared up for the weekend......Even though I will be doing absolutely nothing.......I'm ready for it. I am bored ........so I need a favor from you folks....At least the ones that read this.
I am redoing a Fender Stratocaster......From the ground up....I'm nearing the point where I will have the body prepped.....So what I need are some ideas for a paint scheme..... Color or colors ? Any designs, symbols,etc.... Bear in mind I am not very artistic....So no complex schemes please. Any thing you can think of will be a big help.......... If I choose your idea......... You will get an attaboy.... and ....Well thats all I have to offer... talk to ya later
SYCO
Answer this
01. Can you cook?
02. What was your dream growing up?
03. What talent do you wish you had?
04. Favorite place?
05. Favorite vegetable?
06. What was the last book you read?
07. What zodiac sign are you ?
08. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
09. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of sg?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you know how to do the macarena?
18. What time is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
I am redoing a Fender Stratocaster......From the ground up....I'm nearing the point where I will have the body prepped.....So what I need are some ideas for a paint scheme..... Color or colors ? Any designs, symbols,etc.... Bear in mind I am not very artistic....So no complex schemes please. Any thing you can think of will be a big help.......... If I choose your idea......... You will get an attaboy.... and ....Well thats all I have to offer... talk to ya later
SYCO
Answer this
01. Can you cook?
02. What was your dream growing up?
03. What talent do you wish you had?
04. Favorite place?
05. Favorite vegetable?
06. What was the last book you read?
07. What zodiac sign are you ?
08. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
09. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of sg?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you know how to do the macarena?
18. What time is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Hello all !! ....... Once again I have a few things on my mind ......So I'm going to address them....
1. It has come to my attention that some people may misunderstand the pronounciation of my name.....It is pronounced like the movie " Psycho ". I'm slightly crazed........Not a "sicko". So thank you for your patients and understanding in this matter...
2. For those that read my last blog entry........ I thank you very much for your kind words.....It means a lot to me to know that some people in this world care......... So thank you from the bottom of my heart....
SYCO
1. It has come to my attention that some people may misunderstand the pronounciation of my name.....It is pronounced like the movie " Psycho ". I'm slightly crazed........Not a "sicko". So thank you for your patients and understanding in this matter...
2. For those that read my last blog entry........ I thank you very much for your kind words.....It means a lot to me to know that some people in this world care......... So thank you from the bottom of my heart....
SYCO
Hello all..........Got a few things on my mind........So I'm just going to put it down in here....
In Memory of Lori Ann Hodges and unborn child....
Ther year of 1998 was a great year and 1999 was looking very promising in my life.......I had a new job...... I had just proposed to my fiance........ I was very happy and life just couldn't have been better.
October 1998
After years of working for just a little over minimum wage......I decided to get into the oilfield......$21.62 an hour.....Hell yeah. I couldn't pass up that kind of money since I had just proposed to Lori and was thinking of the future I would have with her. The work was hard and required a lot of time on the road....but the money...Yeah. After about a month ....My ass was dragging.....I didn't know if I could handle it....I had been on the road for a month straight ....Averaging 2 to 3 hours sleep a night.....It was rough , but I wanted to do it .......For Lori. The rest of the guys I worked with were having no problems keeping up the schedule. So I asked how in the hell they were doing it......
METH
When working a seemingly nonstop work schedule.....Meth is your very best friend. At this point in my life...Alcohol , Cigarettes, Pot, and occasionally Cocaine were the only things I had ever dabbled in. Meth.......Hmmm....I don't know.....Oh What the hell I'll try it.....Whats the worst that could happen......Right. Wow....Where in the hell has this shit been all my life....I love it ...I have so much energy. The work no longer seems so hard.....I'm not tired anymore. Watch out world ...Here I come. I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof. I start taking on extra shifts......I'm not tired ....So why not make more money...Right?
November 1998
After a month that was kicking my ass....The tables have turned......I am now the one doing the ass kicking ,of course with the help of my new friend. Things are looking up....I'm making mad cash now and I finally get a few days off to spend with the future Mrs. . She notices a change in me....but she attributes it to fact that I'm making good money and that I'm happy. So of course she's happy for me and lets it go at that. So a couple days rest and it's back to work. I'm once again back with my new friend (Don't do it around Lori) and I'm kicking ass. My supervisors have taken notice and decided to promote me from Junior Tech to Senior Tech. This means more work.....But also a pay raise to $28.00 an hour and 5% bonus on all jobs worked = $$$$$$$$$$$. This is very good......considering everybody else had to be Junior Techs 6 months before being promoted. Life is very,very, very good. I don't see home until Mid December........But thats alright....I don't miss it much. I haven't even talked to Lori since I left on November 5th.
December 1998
December 22 I get to come home and I don't have to go back to work until January 3....Good.....Not....I'm pissed. That means I have to go 12 days without Meth...... But I soon forget about that.....When I get home , Lori has some news.......She's pregnant.... 
... . I was a bit taken aback....But I was also very thrilled. This was the best Christmas present.........I had a very lovely lady that loved me...and she was going to have my child.......... . My life is perfect. This is the Best Christmas I have ever had in 23 years. The new year is approaching and I'm thinking life can not get much better. We hadn't planned on getting married until the new millenium........But with the upcoming addtion to our lives....We decide to get married in either April or May before the baby is due. So we start planning.....
January 1999
This going to be the best year of my life. I have a job I love , I am deeply in love with Lori , and I 'm about to become a father. I am also happy because I missed my dear friend so much.....It was good to be with him again.I jump right back into work with everything I got. I get the opportunity to go to New Mexico , all over Texas, Mexico and even get to go offshore.....a privelage reserved for only the best in our field. Life is great. I do better this time around and talk to Lori a couple days every week to make sure she is doing good. Tell her how much I love her and how I can't wait till I can see her again. I am enjoying life .....I can't wait to see what the future brings...
Febuary 1999
Still out in the field or on the road......However you want to look at it. Lori is doing great...or as good as a pregnant woman can. Life is about to become a little complicated.At this point .... I need meth(Thats right not my friend) just to keep going.........5 , 6 times a day and more. It is beginning to control my life......Its becoming the only thing I look forward to. I have to have it..........Without it I am nobody. I finally get to come home on Febuary 23. Within a few hours of being home .......Lori can tell that there is something wrong. She asks me what wrong......Nothing I'm just tired......Work is stressing me out.......I'm worried about you....yadda yadda. I decide I need to take a walk to clear my head........... What a "walk" . I'm feeling much better now. It's amazing how "walking " when your tired can make you feel better. That weekend I did a lot of walking and very little sleeping . By the end of the weekend Lori knew I was on something.......And of course I profusely denied it. But being the loving young lady she is.......She wouldn't accept it.......She's worried about me. It's nothing .....I swear......I'm just overtaxing myself.......It's work....I'm just worried about you and the baby..... So she lets it drop for now. So off to work I go once again. Work...Work ...Work...
March 1999
I need it ...........I want it.......It's the only thing I think of........When can I have it next.......Why is not working as good as it used too? Is that motherfucker giving me inferior product? I'm no longer happy......Are these motherfuckers trying to work me to death? I finally get to come home on March 8. I go to see Lori......First words out of her mouth are.......Why didn't you call? ......... Me: Why are you being so god damned clingy.........My world doesn't revolve around you...... Why are you always sticking your damn nose into everything? I didn't have to come see you ........Why are you being such a bitch? I'm going to my parents.......When you calm down and are reasonable .........call me. Instead of going to my parents I decide I just need to get out and party......I need some fun in my life.All I ever fucking do is work.....If I'm not working I'm spending all my time with Lori.......Yeah.....Thats what I need.....a little relaxation and fun. So of to the city I go. I start my night off at Grahams........I have a pretty good time.....Buddy of mine calls and says he's having a little get together later in Norman.....drop by if I want...and bring Lori. I tell him that sounds exactly like what I need.........But I'm not bringing Lori.... I have a fwe more beers ....flirt a little and off to Norman I go. I get to Kai's house around 12:30 and meet and greet......Go straight to the freezer and get the whiskey out.......This is going to be a good night. Mingle ....Smoke a few blunts....Get introduced to Star (real name Estelle...yep) and talk for a while. She then asks if I want a speedball........Sure ....What the hell ! Let me tell you....That hit the spot.......I had a "very" good night....Ended up falling asleep with Star about 10 that morning. Slept til about 3 and woke up and had another speedball and asked Star if she would like to come home with me. She agreed .....So we went back to my place and prceeded to have sex. All was going well. At 6:30 Lori got home from work and immediately started in on me.......Where have you been? I called your parents house and they said they hadn't seen you. I called your cell all last night. I've been worried about you.....
Me: Did you think that maybe I didn't want to fucking talk to you? Maybe I was ignoring your fucking calls? Why can't you just fucking give me some peace? Your only with me because I fucking make lots of money ! Thats probably not even my fucking kid........You fucking whore! Have you been fucking every guy you could find until you got knocked up? You fucking whore! .... I want you out of my fucking house.....I want you out of my fucking life......Many other hurtful things were said by me and after 4 hours of arguing ........and her discovering Star sleeping in our bed.......She told me she still loved me ........but until I admitted I had a problem and got help that she didn't want to be a part of my life........To which I replied....Go on you fucking Whore! Get out of my fucking house and my fucking life .........and don't come running to me when your bastard child is born and you want money.........Just get out of my fucking life!
Needless to say she left .......thoroughly upset. I got Star up and took her back home. Still pissed I decided I needed to go out and get a drink. So I ended up at the Red Dog Saloon to have some beer and watch the skanky strippers. My cell rang off the hook all night.......it was either my parents or Lori's parents. I knew what they wanted ....... But I was not going to have any of it. I eventually went home when I started coming down. Unplugged the phone .....all I wanted to do was sleep. I woke up March 10 to my dad shaking me. Where in the fuck have you been? Why haven't you been answering your phone?We've been trying to get a hold of you. I told him I didn't want to hear it.......She's being unreasonable........My father ........who I have never seen cry.......just broke down............He said... She's dead.......She's dead.............What the fuck are you talking about? Who's dead? WHO'S DEAD? Is it mom? Is it Grandma?..........Who is dead?.........
It seems that when Lori left she was very upset .......She was driving to fast and they guess that she was unfamiliar with the road she was on ............ She came up on a corner to fast .....lost control of the car and hit a telephone pole head on at about 60 mph. They say she died instantly.....at approximately 12:02 am March 10th.
That night I killed my fiance and unborn child........Why? Because I didn't have a problem. Everybody else had a problem. Because I was to fucking weak to admit I had a problem and needed help. This is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. I still have a problem........My problem is that I should have died that night ......Not her .....Not my child........Me........ I should be dead and she should be alive and raising our child. I know most of you will not read this...........But if you do...........and you have a problem......Don't blame it on the people that love you. And if they offer you help...............Take it. I destroyed my life because I was to fucking stupid to accept help and admit I have a problem.
I do not want your sympathy......... I just wanted to get this off my chest for myself........I am still fighting my problem......I will never fully beat it......It's been 8 years and everyday is a battle.......some days I'm only a phone call away from losing it all again.
SYCO
In Memory of Lori Ann Hodges and unborn child....
Ther year of 1998 was a great year and 1999 was looking very promising in my life.......I had a new job...... I had just proposed to my fiance........ I was very happy and life just couldn't have been better.
October 1998
After years of working for just a little over minimum wage......I decided to get into the oilfield......$21.62 an hour.....Hell yeah. I couldn't pass up that kind of money since I had just proposed to Lori and was thinking of the future I would have with her. The work was hard and required a lot of time on the road....but the money...Yeah. After about a month ....My ass was dragging.....I didn't know if I could handle it....I had been on the road for a month straight ....Averaging 2 to 3 hours sleep a night.....It was rough , but I wanted to do it .......For Lori. The rest of the guys I worked with were having no problems keeping up the schedule. So I asked how in the hell they were doing it......
METH
When working a seemingly nonstop work schedule.....Meth is your very best friend. At this point in my life...Alcohol , Cigarettes, Pot, and occasionally Cocaine were the only things I had ever dabbled in. Meth.......Hmmm....I don't know.....Oh What the hell I'll try it.....Whats the worst that could happen......Right. Wow....Where in the hell has this shit been all my life....I love it ...I have so much energy. The work no longer seems so hard.....I'm not tired anymore. Watch out world ...Here I come. I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof. I start taking on extra shifts......I'm not tired ....So why not make more money...Right?
November 1998
After a month that was kicking my ass....The tables have turned......I am now the one doing the ass kicking ,of course with the help of my new friend. Things are looking up....I'm making mad cash now and I finally get a few days off to spend with the future Mrs. . She notices a change in me....but she attributes it to fact that I'm making good money and that I'm happy. So of course she's happy for me and lets it go at that. So a couple days rest and it's back to work. I'm once again back with my new friend (Don't do it around Lori) and I'm kicking ass. My supervisors have taken notice and decided to promote me from Junior Tech to Senior Tech. This means more work.....But also a pay raise to $28.00 an hour and 5% bonus on all jobs worked = $$$$$$$$$$$. This is very good......considering everybody else had to be Junior Techs 6 months before being promoted. Life is very,very, very good. I don't see home until Mid December........But thats alright....I don't miss it much. I haven't even talked to Lori since I left on November 5th.
December 1998
December 22 I get to come home and I don't have to go back to work until January 3....Good.....Not....I'm pissed. That means I have to go 12 days without Meth......
But I soon forget about that.....When I get home , Lori has some news.......She's pregnant.... ... . I was a bit taken aback....But I was also very thrilled. This was the best Christmas present.........I had a very lovely lady that loved me...and she was going to have my child.......... . My life is perfect. This is the Best Christmas I have ever had in 23 years. The new year is approaching and I'm thinking life can not get much better. We hadn't planned on getting married until the new millenium........But with the upcoming addtion to our lives....We decide to get married in either April or May before the baby is due. So we start planning.....January 1999
This going to be the best year of my life. I have a job I love , I am deeply in love with Lori , and I 'm about to become a father. I am also happy because I missed my dear friend so much.....It was good to be with him again.I jump right back into work with everything I got. I get the opportunity to go to New Mexico , all over Texas, Mexico and even get to go offshore.....a privelage reserved for only the best in our field. Life is great. I do better this time around and talk to Lori a couple days every week to make sure she is doing good. Tell her how much I love her and how I can't wait till I can see her again. I am enjoying life .....I can't wait to see what the future brings...
Febuary 1999
Still out in the field or on the road......However you want to look at it. Lori is doing great...or as good as a pregnant woman can. Life is about to become a little complicated.At this point .... I need meth(Thats right not my friend) just to keep going.........5 , 6 times a day and more. It is beginning to control my life......Its becoming the only thing I look forward to. I have to have it..........Without it I am nobody. I finally get to come home on Febuary 23. Within a few hours of being home .......Lori can tell that there is something wrong. She asks me what wrong......Nothing I'm just tired......Work is stressing me out.......I'm worried about you....yadda yadda. I decide I need to take a walk to clear my head........... What a "walk" . I'm feeling much better now. It's amazing how "walking " when your tired can make you feel better. That weekend I did a lot of walking and very little sleeping . By the end of the weekend Lori knew I was on something.......And of course I profusely denied it. But being the loving young lady she is.......She wouldn't accept it.......She's worried about me. It's nothing .....I swear......I'm just overtaxing myself.......It's work....I'm just worried about you and the baby..... So she lets it drop for now. So off to work I go once again. Work...Work ...Work...
March 1999
I need it ...........I want it.......It's the only thing I think of........When can I have it next.......Why is not working as good as it used too? Is that motherfucker giving me inferior product? I'm no longer happy......Are these motherfuckers trying to work me to death? I finally get to come home on March 8. I go to see Lori......First words out of her mouth are.......Why didn't you call? ......... Me: Why are you being so god damned clingy.........My world doesn't revolve around you...... Why are you always sticking your damn nose into everything? I didn't have to come see you ........Why are you being such a bitch? I'm going to my parents.......When you calm down and are reasonable .........call me. Instead of going to my parents I decide I just need to get out and party......I need some fun in my life.All I ever fucking do is work.....If I'm not working I'm spending all my time with Lori.......Yeah.....Thats what I need.....a little relaxation and fun. So of to the city I go. I start my night off at Grahams........I have a pretty good time.....Buddy of mine calls and says he's having a little get together later in Norman.....drop by if I want...and bring Lori. I tell him that sounds exactly like what I need.........But I'm not bringing Lori.... I have a fwe more beers ....flirt a little and off to Norman I go. I get to Kai's house around 12:30 and meet and greet......Go straight to the freezer and get the whiskey out.......This is going to be a good night. Mingle ....Smoke a few blunts....Get introduced to Star (real name Estelle...yep) and talk for a while. She then asks if I want a speedball........Sure ....What the hell ! Let me tell you....That hit the spot.......I had a "very" good night....Ended up falling asleep with Star about 10 that morning. Slept til about 3 and woke up and had another speedball and asked Star if she would like to come home with me. She agreed .....So we went back to my place and prceeded to have sex. All was going well. At 6:30 Lori got home from work and immediately started in on me.......Where have you been? I called your parents house and they said they hadn't seen you. I called your cell all last night. I've been worried about you.....
Me: Did you think that maybe I didn't want to fucking talk to you? Maybe I was ignoring your fucking calls? Why can't you just fucking give me some peace? Your only with me because I fucking make lots of money ! Thats probably not even my fucking kid........You fucking whore! Have you been fucking every guy you could find until you got knocked up? You fucking whore! .... I want you out of my fucking house.....I want you out of my fucking life......Many other hurtful things were said by me and after 4 hours of arguing ........and her discovering Star sleeping in our bed.......She told me she still loved me ........but until I admitted I had a problem and got help that she didn't want to be a part of my life........To which I replied....Go on you fucking Whore! Get out of my fucking house and my fucking life .........and don't come running to me when your bastard child is born and you want money.........Just get out of my fucking life!
Needless to say she left .......thoroughly upset. I got Star up and took her back home. Still pissed I decided I needed to go out and get a drink. So I ended up at the Red Dog Saloon to have some beer and watch the skanky strippers. My cell rang off the hook all night.......it was either my parents or Lori's parents. I knew what they wanted ....... But I was not going to have any of it. I eventually went home when I started coming down. Unplugged the phone .....all I wanted to do was sleep. I woke up March 10 to my dad shaking me. Where in the fuck have you been? Why haven't you been answering your phone?We've been trying to get a hold of you. I told him I didn't want to hear it.......She's being unreasonable........My father ........who I have never seen cry.......just broke down............He said... She's dead.......She's dead.............What the fuck are you talking about? Who's dead? WHO'S DEAD? Is it mom? Is it Grandma?..........Who is dead?.........
It seems that when Lori left she was very upset .......She was driving to fast and they guess that she was unfamiliar with the road she was on ............ She came up on a corner to fast .....lost control of the car and hit a telephone pole head on at about 60 mph. They say she died instantly.....at approximately 12:02 am March 10th.
That night I killed my fiance and unborn child........Why? Because I didn't have a problem. Everybody else had a problem. Because I was to fucking weak to admit I had a problem and needed help. This is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. I still have a problem........My problem is that I should have died that night ......Not her .....Not my child........Me........ I should be dead and she should be alive and raising our child. I know most of you will not read this...........But if you do...........and you have a problem......Don't blame it on the people that love you. And if they offer you help...............Take it. I destroyed my life because I was to fucking stupid to accept help and admit I have a problem.
I do not want your sympathy......... I just wanted to get this off my chest for myself........I am still fighting my problem......I will never fully beat it......It's been 8 years and everyday is a battle.......some days I'm only a phone call away from losing it all again.
SYCO
Hello......This just be a quick blog.........Almost time for "Friday Night Lights" to come on. I'm doing good........Still job hunting.......Not gonna let it get me down....Hope everyone is doing well. Well I guess thats it for now.......Write more later.
Well my show didn't come on But the Buddy Holly story was on ....so I watched that. Been meeting so many cool people lately......Just too bad none live close......Guess I'll just have to redouble my efforts to find people in my own state to hang out with.
I decided I'm no longer going to look for the elusive " Significant Other " ....Too much trouble...
But anyways.... I think I need a new profile pic.....I think it's hard for people to take me serious when looking at that pic......But we'll see.......
So I've been thinking about doing a set for Suicide Boys............But I just don't know.....The old me would definitely not do it........I haven't figured out how the new me feels about it.........When he decides I'll let all of you know.
Well I guess that really is all I can think of right now.........
SYCO
Well my show didn't come on
But the Buddy Holly story was on ....so I watched that. Been meeting so many cool people lately......Just too bad none live close......Guess I'll just have to redouble my efforts to find people in my own state to hang out with.I decided I'm no longer going to look for the elusive " Significant Other " ....Too much trouble...
But anyways.... I think I need a new profile pic.....I think it's hard for people to take me serious when looking at that pic......But we'll see.......So I've been thinking about doing a set for Suicide Boys............But I just don't know.....The old me would definitely not do it........I haven't figured out how the new me feels about it.........When he decides I'll let all of you know.
Well I guess that really is all I can think of right now.........
SYCO
Hello everyone!! The weekend is gonna come to a close in about 30 minutes. I hope everyone had a great weekend. This weekend was great for me.......You could call it my "Weekend Of Self-Discovery". I met several cool people this weekend.....and in meeting them.... I discovered something I had forgotten...... I like talking to people. And I discovered that in my own strange way.......I am quite the chatterbox....And if you let me go unchecked ..... There is no telling what I'll end up talking about. I also dicovered this weekend that I have a sense of humor.... all be it a strange sense of humor. And in this little "self discovery" I have found that I can be happy. For the past 8 years I have maybe slept 3 to 4 hours a night......This weekend I think I got enough sleep to make up for the last 8 years.
I Know I bounce around alot in my thought process......So be patient and try to follow.......I know it's not easy....Try being me for one day....It'll drive ya nuts. But anyways.....Where was I......Oh Yeah.....Had a wonderful weekend.....Met some really cool people.....Self-Discovery....Yada Yada Yada...
So if any of you feel like helping me in my journey of self-discovery.......Just introduce yourself .....Strike up a conversation ....or whatever you want........
So in conclusion .........Hope everyone had a great weekend and I hope you all have a wonderful week.
SYCO
I Know I bounce around alot in my thought process......So be patient and try to follow.......I know it's not easy....Try being me for one day....It'll drive ya nuts. But anyways.....Where was I......Oh Yeah.....Had a wonderful weekend.....Met some really cool people.....Self-Discovery....Yada Yada Yada...
So if any of you feel like helping me in my journey of self-discovery.......Just introduce yourself .....Strike up a conversation ....or whatever you want........
So in conclusion .........Hope everyone had a great weekend and I hope you all have a wonderful week.
SYCO
Whats up? Not much going here ........Same old ,same old........Took more stupid pics of myself........So have a look and laugh at me.... I take such terrible pics.......and I wonder why I get no hits on the online dating sites. Oh well.......Thats just life....Right? ...Right!! So anyways.....nothing new to report.....Big Surprise.......I think I'm going to give up women..........As if I haven't already...........8 years.....Yes... 8 Years since I've had sex. I'm a Monk.......And the rate I'm going .........It gonna be another 8 years before I get any........Thats cool......
*Disclaimer* The thoughts and opinion expressed in this journal are not pointed at all who read it.
I take such terrible pics.......and I wonder why I get no hits on the online dating sites. Oh well.......Thats just life....Right? ...Right!! So anyways.....nothing new to report.....Big Surprise.......I think I'm going to give up women..........As if I haven't already...........8 years.....Yes... 8 Years since I've had sex. I'm a Monk.......And the rate I'm going .........It gonna be another 8 years before I get any........Thats cool......*Disclaimer* The thoughts and opinion expressed in this journal are not pointed at all who read it.
Syco
