Category Archives: I’ve got the feels…
There’s a drinking sweet spot when you deal with clinical depression.
It’s easy to go from “God, I had a bad day I need a drink”
“I had a drink, things are nice and fuzzy”
“Oh NO! why am I alone?!”
The key is to stop at the warm and fuzzy, comedy stage.
That’s where I am currently residing…
but I don’t see myself staying here long.
On a nice uplifting note, I’ve actually had far more contact with Justin than I expected to!
I fully expected him to ride off in the sunset and hear nothing but radio silence until he stepped foot back in the states.
If at all.
It’s almost been an entire month since I’ve posted. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not. Some of the darkness has subsided and I’m starting to feel a smidge better with “mother’s little helper” (more on that later) so I guess things are looking good!
I decided to lose some of the “Comfy Justin Flubber” I seem to have gained since January. It’s that gooey midsection area that only comes from eating sandwiches, drinking beer, and having the sex in bed with the person you love. We’ve all been there and I regret nothing. Now that he’s gone though, I gotta try and get in shape. Not just to get my sexy bod back, but also for hiking/health purposes.
I’m ashamed to admit this but I get winded really easily.
I’m a fatty McButterpants. Read the rest of this entry
HOLY CRAP, MY BRAIN IS BLEEDING!!
I’ve had crazy thoughts this week. Thoughts about life and death, the big stuff. My brain currently feels like it is swollen badly inside of my skull. I figured it might be my words fighting each other in my brain and that maybe it was time to update the old blogging machine. Maybe I just need some Ibuprofen. Read the rest of this entry
How is it possible that after 33 years of interacting with other human beings I can’t connect with any of them and I’m always the one left alone and crying on my bed?
In the immortal words of Haddaway “What is love? Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more”