Fuck! Fuck! Fuckity Fuck!
sometimes I want to post shit and it doesn't work!
So here's a link instead to a wonderful Batmobile Infographic
in other news, I just don't know what to do with myself.
6 months into my new job and it's alright. I finally have place to myself.
and yeah, that's it. I don't go out because all my friends are married with children or close to it.
I have no single male friends. no single female friends.
I'm feel too old for the dance club, too young for the country club.
I guess what I'm really saying is I'm fucking bored.
I want to get out and go on little adventures like I used to with my ex or my friends when we were young but maybe that's just it. Maybe it's time to grow up.
Maybe things would be different if I lived in Van. Maybe they wouldn't.
Maybe I need to shave, to get a haircut. Maybe some new clothes.
Maybe some hobbies. I've always wanted to build some LED lighting that reacts to sound.
Build a Steam Punk style computer stand. Build some dioramas for my robots and zombies.
I certainly could lose a few pounds... like 100. Maybe I should start riding again. A little more each day.
Maybe I need to get back to work on book and just write and write and write.
Maybe I need to sort through all my books, albums and art and get rid of what I don't need.
Maybe I need to start cooing more at home and taking a bag lunch to work.
Maybe I need to take advantage of the free counseling work offers because I have to admit, I haven't fully come to grips with my uncle's death last year. and maybe I'm afraid that I'll end up like him. alone and angry.
maybe I have to stop being afraid. afraid I won't ever do these things. afraid I'll never finish things, or have them turn out the way I want them to, maybe I need to stop over thinking things. I know I can't be perfect.
maybe I have to admit to myself that I can't do it all alone.
maybe I don't play no game I can't win
maybe I'm just full of shit
sometimes I want to post shit and it doesn't work!
So here's a link instead to a wonderful Batmobile Infographic
in other news, I just don't know what to do with myself.
6 months into my new job and it's alright. I finally have place to myself.
and yeah, that's it. I don't go out because all my friends are married with children or close to it.
I have no single male friends. no single female friends.
I'm feel too old for the dance club, too young for the country club.
I guess what I'm really saying is I'm fucking bored.
I want to get out and go on little adventures like I used to with my ex or my friends when we were young but maybe that's just it. Maybe it's time to grow up.
Maybe things would be different if I lived in Van. Maybe they wouldn't.
Maybe I need to shave, to get a haircut. Maybe some new clothes.
Maybe some hobbies. I've always wanted to build some LED lighting that reacts to sound.
Build a Steam Punk style computer stand. Build some dioramas for my robots and zombies.
I certainly could lose a few pounds... like 100. Maybe I should start riding again. A little more each day.
Maybe I need to get back to work on book and just write and write and write.
Maybe I need to sort through all my books, albums and art and get rid of what I don't need.
Maybe I need to start cooing more at home and taking a bag lunch to work.
Maybe I need to take advantage of the free counseling work offers because I have to admit, I haven't fully come to grips with my uncle's death last year. and maybe I'm afraid that I'll end up like him. alone and angry.
maybe I have to stop being afraid. afraid I won't ever do these things. afraid I'll never finish things, or have them turn out the way I want them to, maybe I need to stop over thinking things. I know I can't be perfect.
maybe I have to admit to myself that I can't do it all alone.
maybe I don't play no game I can't win
maybe I'm just full of shit
mazgaoten:
preach on . i'm in the same boat on about 7/8s of that .