rozehead

[this entry isnt very funny or witty or interestingthough it does ramble, so i got that going for me]

these pretzels are making me thirsty.
wait a sec, that wasnt what i meant to write. i meant to say:
this rain is making me insane!

i got up early this morning, had coffee, raisin toast and read the paper while watching CBS Sunday Morning. i caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and realized i didnt recognize the man staring back at me. what the hell? where did he come from? unshaved and unkempt, sure. but the eyes are tired and old. perhaps its the rain adding to my emotional state? not exactly depression, but i have a feeling my melancholy is tinged with it.

old, away from home and my friends. at a job, while fun and interesting, makes me really wonder if i shouldnt be doing *more* with my life. friends married with children. people making a difference. hmm. not a stupid crisis or anything, but damnis it time to seriously reassess? i know there isnt a right answer, but i wish there was. what a Carrie Bradshaw moment. (hey, thats on tonight).

would you like to buy a monkey?
i just put Cabin Boy on, thatll make me feel better.
i sell monkeys, when it comes right down to it. 9 years of corporate pandering has lulled me to sleep. all the repressed passion. maybe ill explode like Hulk? Hulk smash.

i liked the film. it was challenging and brave given the expectations of comic book films. pathos and brooding and repressed childhood trauma.

[p whipped? isnt that French for pudding?
now thats comedy.]

-rozehead