Old...accquaintance is back in town. Likely hanging out in the very near future. I'm so...so stupid.
Sacramento is full of worlds colliding, by the way. It's very natural for worlds to collide, for paths to cross, for however you want to dress it up. I just get weirded out by how connected things can be sometimes.
I feel like i really fucked up, but deep down i know i didn't.
So hey, in the next two weeks, everything will be set for me to move to the lovely downtown area of Sacramento. That's something. The paperwork & all that end will be done, anyway. We'll see how it goes. I'm trying not to get ahead of myself.
Are self-esteem & self-image the same thing? I always thought they were, but it sounds like image is how you see yourself, while esteem is what you project. Or maybe i'm wrong. Whatever. Just curious. This is actually meant as a general question, seperate from the usual dementia.
I really try to be a good person. I just make mistakes, like everyone else, but i hate doing so. And to be honest, it seems like they only really happen (as in, what i percieve to be major mistakes) when i really don't intend to do so. Usually when i try to do the opposite. I think i'm in a weird mood. I think i'll name it pseudo guilt-ridden cockeyed realism. Or PGRCR. Could totally see that on a bottle of pills.
Joe Herr is going to kill me. Not on purpose, but he will kill me.
I should probably head down to the lake next week, but honestly i'd rather do anything else. Family is being family; it dawned on me their sinister plan of trying to get me to come over frequently when it's only been about two months since i was last there. I love my family, i really do, but i'm sort of burned out after 18 consecutive years of living with them, & two & a half years of having them try to watch me like a hawk. Can be a little constricting. I'm amazed that, having met a lot of the families of my friends, they seem more "together" than mine. My brother always said the same thing, how when you see how other families act you can see exactly how fucking weird ours is. The best example of my parents, by the way, is Red & Kitty Forman. Like, SCARY close sometimes.
Here's the deal: i'm already lukewarm at best to the notion of online personals. And there's NO WAY i'm meeting a girl out in South Sac, because they all scare the living hell out of me. So, it dawned on me: speed dating. I will look into this. Reeks of an SG Sac event, i think. But i think i'd be at least amusing at one of those.
That's it.
Sacramento is full of worlds colliding, by the way. It's very natural for worlds to collide, for paths to cross, for however you want to dress it up. I just get weirded out by how connected things can be sometimes.
I feel like i really fucked up, but deep down i know i didn't.
So hey, in the next two weeks, everything will be set for me to move to the lovely downtown area of Sacramento. That's something. The paperwork & all that end will be done, anyway. We'll see how it goes. I'm trying not to get ahead of myself.
Are self-esteem & self-image the same thing? I always thought they were, but it sounds like image is how you see yourself, while esteem is what you project. Or maybe i'm wrong. Whatever. Just curious. This is actually meant as a general question, seperate from the usual dementia.
I really try to be a good person. I just make mistakes, like everyone else, but i hate doing so. And to be honest, it seems like they only really happen (as in, what i percieve to be major mistakes) when i really don't intend to do so. Usually when i try to do the opposite. I think i'm in a weird mood. I think i'll name it pseudo guilt-ridden cockeyed realism. Or PGRCR. Could totally see that on a bottle of pills.
Joe Herr is going to kill me. Not on purpose, but he will kill me.
I should probably head down to the lake next week, but honestly i'd rather do anything else. Family is being family; it dawned on me their sinister plan of trying to get me to come over frequently when it's only been about two months since i was last there. I love my family, i really do, but i'm sort of burned out after 18 consecutive years of living with them, & two & a half years of having them try to watch me like a hawk. Can be a little constricting. I'm amazed that, having met a lot of the families of my friends, they seem more "together" than mine. My brother always said the same thing, how when you see how other families act you can see exactly how fucking weird ours is. The best example of my parents, by the way, is Red & Kitty Forman. Like, SCARY close sometimes.
Here's the deal: i'm already lukewarm at best to the notion of online personals. And there's NO WAY i'm meeting a girl out in South Sac, because they all scare the living hell out of me. So, it dawned on me: speed dating. I will look into this. Reeks of an SG Sac event, i think. But i think i'd be at least amusing at one of those.
That's it.
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G.O.B.: I can't. I already lost a brother today.
Michael: Franklin?
G.O.B.: Well, I didn't lose him, but he's all puckered and white.
Michael: On the plus side, you can take him to lunch at the club now.
G.O.B.: That's the exact kind of joke he would have loved!