My brother has been feeing poorly for some time. He has been to the doctor, specialists, whatever-ologists and done all they asked.
Tell me some song lyrics that speak to you.
I am watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. (Don't judge, my child wants to see Fall Out Boy.) The Ronald McDonald balloon just floated by with this commentary:
I just said goodbye on my blog that i've written for over 8 years. It is not a safe place for me to write anymore.
I won't compete with you for your attention. You ask me a question, and when i start to answer, you interrupt me and talk about yourself.
Can we boycott the new sidebar? Would that do any good? Probably not, but i shall continue to ignore it like someone on an elevator ignoring a bad smell. Sidebar, you are dead to me.
Okay, i think i maybe might be ready to start thinking about considering preparing to begin to commence with completing the pre-conditions that are necessary for the new kind of dating, which, as you all know, is done on-line.
I just wanted you all to see this, because it was so beautiful. Sahalee Arm, North Cascades in Washington..
In my never ending quest to learn new things, tonight i have made (and consumed) my first Manhattan. Oh, not the first Manhattan that i have consumed, far from it. Ha ha! But the first i have made.
In my life, before this, i have never actually wished someone would die. Now, i do. I feel badly about it, but in all honesty, i wish he were dead.
As the pain from the ex is getting to me. The polite division of assets is just so cold. I know, it's been two years, but after 30+ years, it hurts. More later, because we are all in pain, from one thing or another. Carry on.
I am trying to give up the sleeping pills (prescribed to help me sleep after a life-altering trauma). I am GOING to give up the sleeping pills. But in the pursuit of this, i have had practically no sleep for two nights. I keep hoping that my body will finally get tired enough to go the fuck to sleep.