Welcome to the holding pattern that is my life.
Found me an "almost too willing" booty call but I'm just not that interested in her. She's all right I suppose but the trouble it's gonna take and the potential feelings/ drama that it will cause, make me second guess it. After all of this, i still take time to consider the what if's before I lean into a piece of ass. I'm either getting older and wiser or lazier and more "hermit like" Who knows, I have a big party coming up for a friend and she'll probably be there. I'll most likely let her "take advantage of me" then.
And there is the party. I'm throwing it for a friend of mine. Anyone who has looked at my pics has seen him. He's the elephant trainer at the local zoo. (I think he's in the pic we me and Dumbo. If not, I'll add one with him.) Anyhow, he's the sweetest most lovable guy I know. He's a big teddy bear who loves animals more than people and uses his size advantage (he's bigger than me) to stop fights rather than start him. An all around nice guy. What does he do? Motherfucker joins the motherfucking marines. To this day, I cannot believe it. He's got the perfect job, great friends, had a decent relationship starting up w/ a girl, a new dog and what does he do? I stand w/ my chin on the ground and a tear in my eye. I don't know what an experience like the marines will do to such a nice guy. (Not to mention the potential danger it will put him in.) I worry sick about the him. I was like a mentor to him at his last job and became really fond of him. It sucks to have to bite my tongue and still support his decision, no matter how much I disagree with it. So, on his last weekend, I'm throwing a giant kegger for him. All of his really close friends are gonna help out with the beer and we are gonna charge items he can take as admission. (ie' phone cards stuff like that. We gotta find out what is allowed.) It should be one helluva send off.
On a lighter note, this holding pattern I've been in has been half funk/ half good for me. I've got all of these ideas rolling around in my mind and it has really given me sometime to figure some stuff out. I have decided to go to Ireland for 6 weeks this summer and start working on establishing some kind of residency. ( I can get it through my Grandfather.) It is making me realize that I want to "re"pursue my education also. One can only sit idly for so long before a need to better themselves becomes too hard to ignore.
So, a holding pattern is what is is. I exist while my future approaches and the momentum builds and I understand that right now is a resting period for what will be long journey.
To express my feelings in music, please refer to either Bob Dylan's Wigwam or Flying by the Beatles. Slow and easy but still great songs. And be ready. In another couple months, it's all gonna be Jimi Hendrix and Keith Moon.
And don't forget to pray to God (or whoever) for the grace he/she/it still seems to shine down on Brett fucking Favre. What an awesome person to have throwing for ya'.
If I'm a little quite in my comments on your blogs, don't mind it. I still like you. I promise. I just have some stuff going on.
Found me an "almost too willing" booty call but I'm just not that interested in her. She's all right I suppose but the trouble it's gonna take and the potential feelings/ drama that it will cause, make me second guess it. After all of this, i still take time to consider the what if's before I lean into a piece of ass. I'm either getting older and wiser or lazier and more "hermit like" Who knows, I have a big party coming up for a friend and she'll probably be there. I'll most likely let her "take advantage of me" then.
And there is the party. I'm throwing it for a friend of mine. Anyone who has looked at my pics has seen him. He's the elephant trainer at the local zoo. (I think he's in the pic we me and Dumbo. If not, I'll add one with him.) Anyhow, he's the sweetest most lovable guy I know. He's a big teddy bear who loves animals more than people and uses his size advantage (he's bigger than me) to stop fights rather than start him. An all around nice guy. What does he do? Motherfucker joins the motherfucking marines. To this day, I cannot believe it. He's got the perfect job, great friends, had a decent relationship starting up w/ a girl, a new dog and what does he do? I stand w/ my chin on the ground and a tear in my eye. I don't know what an experience like the marines will do to such a nice guy. (Not to mention the potential danger it will put him in.) I worry sick about the him. I was like a mentor to him at his last job and became really fond of him. It sucks to have to bite my tongue and still support his decision, no matter how much I disagree with it. So, on his last weekend, I'm throwing a giant kegger for him. All of his really close friends are gonna help out with the beer and we are gonna charge items he can take as admission. (ie' phone cards stuff like that. We gotta find out what is allowed.) It should be one helluva send off.
On a lighter note, this holding pattern I've been in has been half funk/ half good for me. I've got all of these ideas rolling around in my mind and it has really given me sometime to figure some stuff out. I have decided to go to Ireland for 6 weeks this summer and start working on establishing some kind of residency. ( I can get it through my Grandfather.) It is making me realize that I want to "re"pursue my education also. One can only sit idly for so long before a need to better themselves becomes too hard to ignore.
So, a holding pattern is what is is. I exist while my future approaches and the momentum builds and I understand that right now is a resting period for what will be long journey.
To express my feelings in music, please refer to either Bob Dylan's Wigwam or Flying by the Beatles. Slow and easy but still great songs. And be ready. In another couple months, it's all gonna be Jimi Hendrix and Keith Moon.
And don't forget to pray to God (or whoever) for the grace he/she/it still seems to shine down on Brett fucking Favre. What an awesome person to have throwing for ya'.
If I'm a little quite in my comments on your blogs, don't mind it. I still like you. I promise. I just have some stuff going on.
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