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Hey, kids. Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak...is home, and in quite a bit of discomfort.
I don't even want to talk about the catheter they had to insert while I was under, due to whatever dumbass is responsible for not telling me to empty my bladder before I went under. The aftermath hurt, goddammit!
That's all for now. Just wanted to let you know I made it out A-OK.
Thanks for your well-wishes. Feel free to leave more. I'm a whore like that.
As always, I hope you are all well as, uh, well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
I don't even want to talk about the catheter they had to insert while I was under, due to whatever dumbass is responsible for not telling me to empty my bladder before I went under. The aftermath hurt, goddammit!
That's all for now. Just wanted to let you know I made it out A-OK.
Thanks for your well-wishes. Feel free to leave more. I'm a whore like that.
As always, I hope you are all well as, uh, well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
Well, isn't life funny?
First off, for those of you wondering, the stuff I talked about previous has sorted itself out for the better. Not only that, I've had some civil and even friendly(!!!) conversations w/the ex @work this past week or so.
So, things are looking up for Your Humble Narrator, right?
...right?
Well, kids, I can answer that question w/another question.
Which one of you knows what an inguinal hernia is?
(Freak Note: I was planning on posting "Living With a Hernia," but due to the douchebaggery of Sony/BMG, any and all copies of the video I've seen on YouTube are unembeddable. Facists.
)
^That^ is basically what is wrong w/me, same side and everything. Not so great, actually.
I've suffered from a groin strain for several years now, but it's only in the past few months that things have gotten complicated. Since I noticed a distinct amount of pain when I was on my feet for hours @a stretch, as well as visible protrusion (the morbid part of me still finds it hilarious), I figured it was high time I get it taken care of, before my bowels decide to create havoc on my crotchal region.
Now, since I'm a spry young fellow, I will be having a laproscopic surgery as opposed to "open" surgery. Not sure as of yet how long I'll be out of work (though I have my pre-test this afternoon), but all I know is this:
1. I'm not leaving that hospital w/o a scrip for some good meds.
2. I plan on spending a few days laying on my couch, nude as the day I was born, doped up to kingdom come. playing video games. Because I will probably not be doing much moving around.
My surgery is Monday morning. Trying not to psyche myself out too much, as it's a relatively minor procedure, but it's still the most I've had done, and I've also never been put under. I will do my best to update you guys as soon as I get home, but don't be surprised if the new blog has nothing more than statements like, "Satan eats your souls like puff pastries in the magical rainbow jungle," because, well, I'll probably be goofy as hell. Just...be understanding.
That's all for now, kids. A lot of blog commenting awaits, but before I go...
A personal hero and one funny motherfucker. You will be missed.
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Well, isn't life funny?
First off, for those of you wondering, the stuff I talked about previous has sorted itself out for the better. Not only that, I've had some civil and even friendly(!!!) conversations w/the ex @work this past week or so.
So, things are looking up for Your Humble Narrator, right?
...right?
Well, kids, I can answer that question w/another question.
Which one of you knows what an inguinal hernia is?
(Freak Note: I was planning on posting "Living With a Hernia," but due to the douchebaggery of Sony/BMG, any and all copies of the video I've seen on YouTube are unembeddable. Facists.
)^That^ is basically what is wrong w/me, same side and everything. Not so great, actually.
I've suffered from a groin strain for several years now, but it's only in the past few months that things have gotten complicated. Since I noticed a distinct amount of pain when I was on my feet for hours @a stretch, as well as visible protrusion (the morbid part of me still finds it hilarious), I figured it was high time I get it taken care of, before my bowels decide to create havoc on my crotchal region.
Now, since I'm a spry young fellow, I will be having a laproscopic surgery as opposed to "open" surgery. Not sure as of yet how long I'll be out of work (though I have my pre-test this afternoon), but all I know is this:
1. I'm not leaving that hospital w/o a scrip for some good meds.
2. I plan on spending a few days laying on my couch, nude as the day I was born, doped up to kingdom come. playing video games. Because I will probably not be doing much moving around.
My surgery is Monday morning. Trying not to psyche myself out too much, as it's a relatively minor procedure, but it's still the most I've had done, and I've also never been put under. I will do my best to update you guys as soon as I get home, but don't be surprised if the new blog has nothing more than statements like, "Satan eats your souls like puff pastries in the magical rainbow jungle," because, well, I'll probably be goofy as hell. Just...be understanding.
That's all for now, kids. A lot of blog commenting awaits, but before I go...
A personal hero and one funny motherfucker. You will be missed.
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
How am I, I hear you say? Well, funny you should ask that...
That's right, Gentle Reader. You may want to go get a snack, use the potty, and say goodbye to your loved ones, because this entry's going to be a long one. We're going to be delving into some personal happenings as of late, as well as Your Humble Narrator basically baring himself (not in that way, sorry
) for all of you to see (and possibly mock). Why? Fuck it, that's why. It's high time I start remembering who I am and what I stand for. Brutal honesty is the name of the game. Are my arguments valid? Do I have a case of head-up-the-ass? We shall see, won't we, kids?
Now, for those of you that have playing the home game, a few weeks ago I basically got into it w/my ex and I got tired of her shit. So, I stood up for myself and called her out on it. And everything went PFFT from there. She went crying to her brother, who proceeded to then call Yours Truly in a rather threatening manner, almost to the point of me calling the cops on him. But, after a couple days, I decided it was high time I just walk away, because it wasn't worth my time and heartache anymore. If only it were that easy...
Ever have to work w/an ex? Yeeeeaaaahhh, that's my situation. Not the most fun, but lately, I've been getting by w/minimal impact. And this is a good thing
The key to that experience is this (we'll be getting back to it later)...
One of my biggest pet peeves is when people who have hurt me would rather dump all the blame on me instead of taking any responsibility for their own actions. Last I knew, friendship is supposed to be a two-way street.
Fast forward to more recently...
I recently got into it w/a close friend of mine, who, due to life changes on their own end, I've not spoken to nearly as much lately. Long story short (aside from other issues I'm not getting into) they basically ripped me a new one, saying I "apparently" continue to ignore their advice, and they're sick of me always stressing out over the situation, because, you know, everyone's coping skills are just stellar (more on that later).
Then, to kick a Freak while he's down, the coup de grace...they basically threw all the ex shit right back in my face, and insinuated that because I have had a harder time of letting go than they'd like, I've no one to blame but myself.
That's right...I was pretty much forced to revisit all that shit in my head, revisit my biggest pet peeve, and realize this person is pretty much pulling the same shit as my ex. Dumping all the blame on me.
Now...did I miss a goddamn memo? When did friendship become fair-weather?
Granted, I am far from perfect, kids. Do I have self-confidence issues? You bet. Stress? Plenty. Do I often think "worst-case scenario?" in a situation? It's a pain in the ass. Can I be stubborn as a mule? Well, I am my mother's child (it seems we're more alike that I'd like to admit, but that's another story). Feelings of jealousy? Don't we all? Can these things make me hard to get along w/? When even I get sick of me sometimes, that's not a good sign.
Do I know how to fix all this shit? Not in one fell swoop, I don't, or I'm just too fucking impatient.
HOWEVER...
Like I said, I'm not perfect. No one is. I've made many a mistake in my 26 years on this planet, but I'd like to think I'm a good enough person to A. Apologize for them, and B. Try to resolve them. Also, the fact I'm basically throwing out many of my self-recognized faults on the Interweb for any random person to point and laugh @obviously shows I'm serious about pointing out who I am and taking care of this shit.
But, enough is enough.
You know, call me old-fashioned, but when an ex I considered nearest and dearest to me and spent 3 years of my life in a relationship (whether as lovers or a couple) basically betrays my trust, betrays my friendship and shits on it all, yeah, you better believe I have a fucking problem w/that. One that's not exactly easily fixed. So yeah, as much as I can walk away, there's going to be days where I'm still upset. What a concept! And you know, sorry if that means I feel the need to get things off my chest instead of letting them fester. And (SHOCK AND HORROR!) sometimes that means confiding in a friend. But, you know, apparently that becomes little more than an inconvenience to some people.
And I wonder why I keep things quiet in the first place.
Now...am I wrong? Should I just get over myself? I've been told that, but also, they're my thoughts and feelings, and they shouldn't have to feel invalid because of what other people think. How I handle them is another matter, and a matter I still struggle w/to this day.
(hat tip to TheInfamousMrV for bringing this one to my attention)
Now, you may have noticed a slight pattern in my YouTube-y Goodness thus far in this blog. It pretty much boils down to this:
I'm sick and tired of being tossed aside or pushed around.
I'm sick and tired of second-guessing myself.
I'm sick and tired of feeling like I'm beneath people (and believing it).
Most of all, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. When I've gotten to the point that I don't know who I am or where I fit in this world anymore, there's a problem. And it's time I stand up and say "no more."
So, yeah, Mr. Petty's words stuck to me. I've been having my fare share of...amusing happenings in my life for lack of a better description, another of which can be read about on my other blog (I apologize, as it's another long read, but on a better-constructed and more hilarious level, IMHO).
As I noted in aforementioned blog:
How am I, I hear you say? Well, funny you should ask that...
That's right, Gentle Reader. You may want to go get a snack, use the potty, and say goodbye to your loved ones, because this entry's going to be a long one. We're going to be delving into some personal happenings as of late, as well as Your Humble Narrator basically baring himself (not in that way, sorry
) for all of you to see (and possibly mock). Why? Fuck it, that's why. It's high time I start remembering who I am and what I stand for. Brutal honesty is the name of the game. Are my arguments valid? Do I have a case of head-up-the-ass? We shall see, won't we, kids?Now, for those of you that have playing the home game, a few weeks ago I basically got into it w/my ex and I got tired of her shit. So, I stood up for myself and called her out on it. And everything went PFFT from there. She went crying to her brother, who proceeded to then call Yours Truly in a rather threatening manner, almost to the point of me calling the cops on him. But, after a couple days, I decided it was high time I just walk away, because it wasn't worth my time and heartache anymore. If only it were that easy...
Ever have to work w/an ex? Yeeeeaaaahhh, that's my situation. Not the most fun, but lately, I've been getting by w/minimal impact. And this is a good thing
The key to that experience is this (we'll be getting back to it later)...
One of my biggest pet peeves is when people who have hurt me would rather dump all the blame on me instead of taking any responsibility for their own actions. Last I knew, friendship is supposed to be a two-way street.
Fast forward to more recently...
I recently got into it w/a close friend of mine, who, due to life changes on their own end, I've not spoken to nearly as much lately. Long story short (aside from other issues I'm not getting into) they basically ripped me a new one, saying I "apparently" continue to ignore their advice, and they're sick of me always stressing out over the situation, because, you know, everyone's coping skills are just stellar (more on that later).
Then, to kick a Freak while he's down, the coup de grace...they basically threw all the ex shit right back in my face, and insinuated that because I have had a harder time of letting go than they'd like, I've no one to blame but myself.
That's right...I was pretty much forced to revisit all that shit in my head, revisit my biggest pet peeve, and realize this person is pretty much pulling the same shit as my ex. Dumping all the blame on me.
Now...did I miss a goddamn memo? When did friendship become fair-weather?
Granted, I am far from perfect, kids. Do I have self-confidence issues? You bet. Stress? Plenty. Do I often think "worst-case scenario?" in a situation? It's a pain in the ass. Can I be stubborn as a mule? Well, I am my mother's child (it seems we're more alike that I'd like to admit, but that's another story). Feelings of jealousy? Don't we all? Can these things make me hard to get along w/? When even I get sick of me sometimes, that's not a good sign.
Do I know how to fix all this shit? Not in one fell swoop, I don't, or I'm just too fucking impatient.
HOWEVER...
Like I said, I'm not perfect. No one is. I've made many a mistake in my 26 years on this planet, but I'd like to think I'm a good enough person to A. Apologize for them, and B. Try to resolve them. Also, the fact I'm basically throwing out many of my self-recognized faults on the Interweb for any random person to point and laugh @obviously shows I'm serious about pointing out who I am and taking care of this shit.
But, enough is enough.
You know, call me old-fashioned, but when an ex I considered nearest and dearest to me and spent 3 years of my life in a relationship (whether as lovers or a couple) basically betrays my trust, betrays my friendship and shits on it all, yeah, you better believe I have a fucking problem w/that. One that's not exactly easily fixed. So yeah, as much as I can walk away, there's going to be days where I'm still upset. What a concept! And you know, sorry if that means I feel the need to get things off my chest instead of letting them fester. And (SHOCK AND HORROR!) sometimes that means confiding in a friend. But, you know, apparently that becomes little more than an inconvenience to some people.
And I wonder why I keep things quiet in the first place.
Now...am I wrong? Should I just get over myself? I've been told that, but also, they're my thoughts and feelings, and they shouldn't have to feel invalid because of what other people think. How I handle them is another matter, and a matter I still struggle w/to this day.
(hat tip to TheInfamousMrV for bringing this one to my attention)
Now, you may have noticed a slight pattern in my YouTube-y Goodness thus far in this blog. It pretty much boils down to this:
I'm sick and tired of being tossed aside or pushed around.
I'm sick and tired of second-guessing myself.
I'm sick and tired of feeling like I'm beneath people (and believing it).
Most of all, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. When I've gotten to the point that I don't know who I am or where I fit in this world anymore, there's a problem. And it's time I stand up and say "no more."
So, yeah, Mr. Petty's words stuck to me. I've been having my fare share of...amusing happenings in my life for lack of a better description, another of which can be read about on my other blog (I apologize, as it's another long read, but on a better-constructed and more hilarious level, IMHO).
As I noted in aforementioned blog:
The line between living for others you love and being a selfish prick as to not get manipulated and walked on is a very fine line, indeed. And my sense of balance is not the greatest, especially when I have a few drinks in me.
There have been plenty of times I've just wanted to Asshole Up, grow some balls, and knock someone on their ass until they get some common sense into them. Better than the alternative, I would think (i.e. being an emo bitch about things).
Here's the kicker...I just can't bring myself to do it. It's not who I am. As much as self-preservation is an ingrained part of our psyche since the days of Cro-Magnon man, I'd rather be surrounded by loved ones and miserable than alone and happy, if that makes any sense. I'm usually right there when a dear friend is upset or frustrated, no matter how close I may be myself to eating a gun. I'm caring to a fault, I will admit. But it's either that, or not give a shit and look out for Number One. And that's just not who I am.
So, the question remains...how do I find a happy medium? It's something I've yet to figure out. It's a process. A slow process, mind you, but one I'm making headway on, even if it's just a little each day.
It's like a black guy fucking a midget. It takes a lot of effort, a lot of strain, a lot of pain, and it's slow going @first. But eventually, you get there.
That's why I will survive. And I will learn to live my life to the fullest and happiest. All the way to the balls. Because the midget deserved it.
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
Sadly, I feel like this entry will be nothing but me basically letting you all know I'm still alive. Yes, I've been that boring, pretty much. I'm sure other things may spring to mind. But that's what the Edit button is for, right?
Basically, I've just been keeping on keeping on where the personal stuff is concerned. Some days, good. Others, not so much. But it happens. Had quite the philosophical journey the other night, thanks to polishing off an entire bottle of $7 Pinot Grigio. Self-realizations, blah, blah, blah...lets see where it takes me. Right, kids?
Also, irrational or not, I hate the feeling I'm being brushed aside or blatantly ignored by people in my life. I mean, people have lives to live, and that's great. But it would it kill you to just drop a line once in a while?
Also also, I've not watched basketball since the glory days of the Chicago Bulls, but damn if I'm not pretty damn proud of the Celtics right now.
YouTubey goodness? I feel like going a little old-school(!!!), so, let us have some cheesy '80s pop.
That's all for now, kids. I'm surviving, as always. Don't worry too much about me.
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Sadly, I feel like this entry will be nothing but me basically letting you all know I'm still alive. Yes, I've been that boring, pretty much. I'm sure other things may spring to mind. But that's what the Edit button is for, right?
Basically, I've just been keeping on keeping on where the personal stuff is concerned. Some days, good. Others, not so much. But it happens. Had quite the philosophical journey the other night, thanks to polishing off an entire bottle of $7 Pinot Grigio. Self-realizations, blah, blah, blah...lets see where it takes me. Right, kids?
Also, irrational or not, I hate the feeling I'm being brushed aside or blatantly ignored by people in my life. I mean, people have lives to live, and that's great. But it would it kill you to just drop a line once in a while?
Also also, I've not watched basketball since the glory days of the Chicago Bulls, but damn if I'm not pretty damn proud of the Celtics right now.
YouTubey goodness? I feel like going a little old-school(!!!), so, let us have some cheesy '80s pop.
That's all for now, kids. I'm surviving, as always. Don't worry too much about me.
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
How am I, you ask? Well, here goes...
On a personal note...the friendship w/Heather (aka the ex) is pretty much dead and done right now. Long story short (as I don't feel like getting into details)...I've made my mistakes, I've apologized for them, and I've worked on fixing them. But I'll be damned if I'm always going to be made out to be the asshole who's to blame for everything. I finally stood up for myself and called her out on her own bullshit, and told her point blank that I deserved better than how she was treating me as well as our friendship. And I don't regret it one bit.
I may not be perfect, I may not even be that great, but I know I'm a good person, and that in her place is plenty of other people that truly like me as a person and as a friend. And it's for that reason that I can be proud of myself and walk a little taller.
Now, on a lighter note, as many of you know, this past Wednesday and Thursday I was graced w/a visit by the ever-so-awesome Lindsay and Brendan (better known as connielingus and Bill_The_Cat), who were en route to Canada-Eh, and I offered them a place to crash and hang out. Many pics were taken of the resulting debauchery.
Would you like to see them? Of course you would.
So...here we go!
How am I, you ask? Well, here goes...
On a personal note...the friendship w/Heather (aka the ex) is pretty much dead and done right now. Long story short (as I don't feel like getting into details)...I've made my mistakes, I've apologized for them, and I've worked on fixing them. But I'll be damned if I'm always going to be made out to be the asshole who's to blame for everything. I finally stood up for myself and called her out on her own bullshit, and told her point blank that I deserved better than how she was treating me as well as our friendship. And I don't regret it one bit.
I may not be perfect, I may not even be that great, but I know I'm a good person, and that in her place is plenty of other people that truly like me as a person and as a friend. And it's for that reason that I can be proud of myself and walk a little taller.
Now, on a lighter note, as many of you know, this past Wednesday and Thursday I was graced w/a visit by the ever-so-awesome Lindsay and Brendan (better known as connielingus and Bill_The_Cat), who were en route to Canada-Eh, and I offered them a place to crash and hang out. Many pics were taken of the resulting debauchery.
Would you like to see them? Of course you would.
So...here we go!
*whew* Image-laden, was it not?
As for YouTube-y goodness for this episode, I feel the need to pay tribute to a recently-departed comedic genius.
That's all for now, kids. Yet again, I got lazy as hell where blog commenting is concerned, so I'm gonna be spending quite a bit of time doing that. Whoops!
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
Damn, it's been almost two weeks since I updated! So unlike me.
I figured once it got to the point I wasn't getting new blog comments, it just might be time to update.
What's up w/me, you ask? Well, I had a relaxing day off. Decent weather for the most part. Had another counseling appointment, though I actually had little to talk about. I think it shows how I've been getting better @handling my shit. Still a bit of the lonely bug here and there. But that's expected. Though getting a little here and there has been a blessing as well as a curse. A curse because I now have urges to buy things like nipple clamps, rope and the like off the Interweb.
What can I say? I have the urge to get creative. And disciplinary.
Had plans w/a good friend that fell through. I was bummed, but I understood, as a car breakdown can put a damper on just about anything.
Also, I got this:
I've yet to try it out. Mostly because I'm a little stoned, which = a little unsteady. I'm thinking about working w/it for a couple weeks or so and writing about it. Thoughts?
Also also, because I feel like being Random McRandomy, here's some YouTube-y goodness.
Also x3, I realize, after reading through various past entries, it's been a while since I've posted a blog of Epic Freak Proportions(!!!) Methinks it'll soon be time to remind you kids of just why you stop by every now and then.
Not because of boobs.
Or my talking car.
But because of things like this:
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Damn, it's been almost two weeks since I updated! So unlike me.
I figured once it got to the point I wasn't getting new blog comments, it just might be time to update.
What's up w/me, you ask? Well, I had a relaxing day off. Decent weather for the most part. Had another counseling appointment, though I actually had little to talk about. I think it shows how I've been getting better @handling my shit. Still a bit of the lonely bug here and there. But that's expected. Though getting a little here and there has been a blessing as well as a curse. A curse because I now have urges to buy things like nipple clamps, rope and the like off the Interweb.
What can I say? I have the urge to get creative. And disciplinary.
Had plans w/a good friend that fell through. I was bummed, but I understood, as a car breakdown can put a damper on just about anything.
Also, I got this:
I've yet to try it out. Mostly because I'm a little stoned, which = a little unsteady. I'm thinking about working w/it for a couple weeks or so and writing about it. Thoughts?
Also also, because I feel like being Random McRandomy, here's some YouTube-y goodness.
Also x3, I realize, after reading through various past entries, it's been a while since I've posted a blog of Epic Freak Proportions(!!!) Methinks it'll soon be time to remind you kids of just why you stop by every now and then.
Not because of boobs.
Or my talking car.
But because of things like this:
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
As I sit here, eating store brand potato skins (w/just a little margarine and black pepper), I realize how long it's been since I've updated. And I'm rather ashamed. It's not for lack of activity on the site, mind you, it's just been pretty run-of-the-mill as of late. Which isn't a bad thing.
I will say this, however...the weather better make up it's damn mind, because now I've got sinus congestion like a motherfucker.
For you kids that left words of encouragement in my last blog, thanks. Good to know other people recognize my occasional awesomeness as well.
Oh, here's something different...
Damn, what a sexy devil!
That's right, kids! Your Humble Narrator has taken another step into the 21st century and started hisself a Netflix account. Granted, I did it as one of several incentives to work on getting free golf clubs, but what the hell, right? I'm as much a movie geek as the next guy.
What's the very first movie, you ask?
If you make a documentary about video games, there's a damn good chance I'll watch it. I'll be sure to let you all know how I enjoyed it.
That's pretty much it for now, kids. I'll do my best to come up w/a more entertaining entry soon. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
As I sit here, eating store brand potato skins (w/just a little margarine and black pepper), I realize how long it's been since I've updated. And I'm rather ashamed. It's not for lack of activity on the site, mind you, it's just been pretty run-of-the-mill as of late. Which isn't a bad thing.
I will say this, however...the weather better make up it's damn mind, because now I've got sinus congestion like a motherfucker.
For you kids that left words of encouragement in my last blog, thanks. Good to know other people recognize my occasional awesomeness as well.
Oh, here's something different...
Damn, what a sexy devil!
That's right, kids! Your Humble Narrator has taken another step into the 21st century and started hisself a Netflix account. Granted, I did it as one of several incentives to work on getting free golf clubs, but what the hell, right? I'm as much a movie geek as the next guy.
What's the very first movie, you ask?
If you make a documentary about video games, there's a damn good chance I'll watch it. I'll be sure to let you all know how I enjoyed it.
That's pretty much it for now, kids. I'll do my best to come up w/a more entertaining entry soon. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
How am I, you ask? I'm decent. Work is same old, same old, still working on the driver's license thing, and getting pretty good @it. Still working on the personal stuff, one day @a time and all that.
Also, it looks like I may have not one, but two houseguests stopping by the end of next month! Just a matter of getting everything sorted out (and making sure my Humble Commode is @a "guest-hosting" level of clean), but I'm already looking forward to it. Company is always nice.
The one black mark as of late has been simply this...
I've been wondering where that "special lady" is. Call it a bit of the lonely bug, call it increased libido due to the arrival of spring. You know how they always say any failed relationship (or attempt of) should be seen as a learning lesson? I'm still in that process. Recognizing how I fucked up, and working on fixing my own behaviors and actions to not only fix those mistakes to a more manageable level, but to keep from making them again.
Now, if you kids leaving your comments and such are the main indicator, I've obviously plenty of positive qualities that other people find, well, positive. It's a matter of increasing that level of self-confidence so that I'm less influenced by the ebb and flow of what happens around me (as my counselor suggested), as well as off-setting (and changing) those qualities are that not positive (that being...negative).
Simply put, I'm a huge dork, a video game geek like no other, I've got a twisted sense of humor, I'm not terrible on the eyes, I'm gainfully employed, I've got a clean police record, I use Jesus not as a weapon of morality, but a weapon of hilarity, I'll act stupid in front of your animals, I give a shit (sometimes to a fault, I admit), I clean up nicely, I cook every now and then, and I'm always one to find a way to put a smile on your face.
May not be a hung and loaded Adonis, but dammit, I rule in my own way.
I should be beating off the ladies w/both hands.
...waitaminit...
Scratch that. You know what I meant.
On a lighter note, and speaking of driving...
Oh, yeah. It's goodness.
Now, I was curious as to what I should do for YouTube-y goodness in this edition of my blog, so I decided to give you, Faithful Reader, a little glimpse into what I've been listening to as of late.
Yes, I have weird ranges in music tastes. But that's why you all ♥ me.
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
How am I, you ask? I'm decent. Work is same old, same old, still working on the driver's license thing, and getting pretty good @it. Still working on the personal stuff, one day @a time and all that.
Also, it looks like I may have not one, but two houseguests stopping by the end of next month! Just a matter of getting everything sorted out (and making sure my Humble Commode is @a "guest-hosting" level of clean), but I'm already looking forward to it. Company is always nice.
The one black mark as of late has been simply this...
I've been wondering where that "special lady" is. Call it a bit of the lonely bug, call it increased libido due to the arrival of spring. You know how they always say any failed relationship (or attempt of) should be seen as a learning lesson? I'm still in that process. Recognizing how I fucked up, and working on fixing my own behaviors and actions to not only fix those mistakes to a more manageable level, but to keep from making them again.
Now, if you kids leaving your comments and such are the main indicator, I've obviously plenty of positive qualities that other people find, well, positive. It's a matter of increasing that level of self-confidence so that I'm less influenced by the ebb and flow of what happens around me (as my counselor suggested), as well as off-setting (and changing) those qualities are that not positive (that being...negative).
Simply put, I'm a huge dork, a video game geek like no other, I've got a twisted sense of humor, I'm not terrible on the eyes, I'm gainfully employed, I've got a clean police record, I use Jesus not as a weapon of morality, but a weapon of hilarity, I'll act stupid in front of your animals, I give a shit (sometimes to a fault, I admit), I clean up nicely, I cook every now and then, and I'm always one to find a way to put a smile on your face.
May not be a hung and loaded Adonis, but dammit, I rule in my own way.
I should be beating off the ladies w/both hands.
...waitaminit...
Scratch that. You know what I meant.
On a lighter note, and speaking of driving...
Oh, yeah. It's goodness.
Now, I was curious as to what I should do for YouTube-y goodness in this edition of my blog, so I decided to give you, Faithful Reader, a little glimpse into what I've been listening to as of late.
Yes, I have weird ranges in music tastes. But that's why you all ♥ me.
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
How's all of you doing? I'm doing OK these days. I spent yesterday and most of today house/catsitting for friends of mine while they were out of state attending to pressing matters. Since I couldn't make it down w/them, I offered to stay here and help clean and take care of the 3 kitties while they were gone. So that's how my time went.
Other than that, it's been pretty much "same old, same old." Though I have to say, I'm loving this awesome weather we've been having lately. Now, all we need is for the trees and flowers to stop looking all dead and I will be one happy bitch.
Now, for those of you unfortunate souls that missed it, my last blog, the blog before that, and the blog before that have all been telling the story of my trip to Texas visiting sillyokio. Now, without further ado, the final (and delayed) final chapter...
But before that, speaking of sillyokio, I would like to ask nay, command all of you to go send her some love. She could use it.
C'mon, if not for her, but for your almost bestest friend who says something funny once in a while.
thefreak Invades Texas - Part Four - More Sites, More Food, and the Trip Home
How's all of you doing? I'm doing OK these days. I spent yesterday and most of today house/catsitting for friends of mine while they were out of state attending to pressing matters. Since I couldn't make it down w/them, I offered to stay here and help clean and take care of the 3 kitties while they were gone. So that's how my time went.
Other than that, it's been pretty much "same old, same old." Though I have to say, I'm loving this awesome weather we've been having lately. Now, all we need is for the trees and flowers to stop looking all dead and I will be one happy bitch.
Now, for those of you unfortunate souls that missed it, my last blog, the blog before that, and the blog before that have all been telling the story of my trip to Texas visiting sillyokio. Now, without further ado, the final (and delayed) final chapter...
But before that, speaking of sillyokio, I would like to ask nay, command all of you to go send her some love. She could use it.
C'mon, if not for her, but for your almost bestest friend who says something funny once in a while.
thefreak Invades Texas - Part Four - More Sites, More Food, and the Trip Home
That's all for now, kids. Yet another long-ass blog commenting excursion awaits. As always I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
I tell, ya, it's been a long-ass week @work. Lots of extra traffic, busy, busy. Other than that, it's been the same old. Though, I tell ya, w/the onset of spring, my, *ahem*, "drive" has been getting crazy. Which is just that more frustrating.
On a more positive note, Your Humble Narrator has driving lessons scheduled! That's right, I don't have a driver's license. That's mostly due to $ and procrastination (and not having a car anyway). But, I figure it'll be one less thing to worry about.
Also, I've been thinking about taking some online courses for web design and the like, something that could get my foot in the door to a job I'd, you know, love. Nothing set in stone yet, but, you know, something I've been thinking about.
Now, if you missed my last blog, and the blog before that (to which I say, "SHAME ON YOU!" ), I've been chronicling my recent vacation in Texas w/the awesome sillyokio. Now, new update = new chapter! So, on we go...
thefreak Invades Texas - Part Three - Lazy Sundays, and Monkeys (and Flamingos)
I tell, ya, it's been a long-ass week @work. Lots of extra traffic, busy, busy. Other than that, it's been the same old. Though, I tell ya, w/the onset of spring, my, *ahem*, "drive" has been getting crazy. Which is just that more frustrating.
On a more positive note, Your Humble Narrator has driving lessons scheduled! That's right, I don't have a driver's license. That's mostly due to $ and procrastination (and not having a car anyway). But, I figure it'll be one less thing to worry about.
Also, I've been thinking about taking some online courses for web design and the like, something that could get my foot in the door to a job I'd, you know, love. Nothing set in stone yet, but, you know, something I've been thinking about.
Now, if you missed my last blog, and the blog before that (to which I say, "SHAME ON YOU!"
), I've been chronicling my recent vacation in Texas w/the awesome sillyokio. Now, new update = new chapter! So, on we go...thefreak Invades Texas - Part Three - Lazy Sundays, and Monkeys (and Flamingos)
That's all for now, kids. Look out for Part Four soon!
As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
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