D*Land Exile

i'm a keeper.

intellectually i know this and yet i still find that i let myself be treated otherwise on occasion.

maybe i just needed a slap. and i got one.

and now its time to clean house.

the isolation is crushing.

you know that feeling you get in the middle of the night? in the pale of the wee hours when inside you're so frenetic and you can think of so many things to do but you're stuck doing one (not necessarily uninteresting) thing, but its not enough to draw all that stoppered kineticism out and you desperately need someone to help let it out of you?

damn. does this mean i need a fuck?

no, no...maybe a chat session will give me some release--any sort of social interaction...just to assure me that there is a world beyond the blackness outside my window and that i'm not hanging in a void.

by the way...

...GJ?

**SMACK**

that was for you. wake up and smell the shit. somebody tell this guy he's a doofus.

c'mon people! its masturbatiOn--one O---if you're gonna hit up my site for smut, at least spell it right!!

on a more seasonal note, i've been thinking lately that i might like to learn the guitar...i mean i keep catching myself trying to figure out the fingerings for the guitar riffs in my favorite pop songs. am i deluding myself or should i actually expend time on this endeavor? afterall, it takes years to learn an instrument...

okay i lied, that wasn't exactly seasonally appropriate (unless there's a Guitar Day i didn't know about) but this is:

the relief, the intense relief i feel, i cannot begin to describe. no more family 'togetherness'. no more forced cheerfulness. no more high-calorie foods to tempt me. no more need to spend money i don't have!

yay!!!

;D <-- i smile!!!

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