Grab a big cement block
Lift cement block up towards head, and
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANGRepeat
Repeat
Repeat
I just don't know if it was a bad day, or if I wasn't thinking or if my mind was playing tricks on me again, or what, but I just feel like slamming my head on cement, again and again and again.
Random thoughts while driving, and the meaning of it all. I wonder if at times I am a chemelion, always changing, or a snake, shedding skin every few months ago, or if things happen for a reason, and once one hits a bottom, they need to do this radical change, and what exactly causes that change, if anything, or if it is just that one can only kill off so many brain cells all at once. ANd I don't buy what my parents always said "What were you thinking?" SOmetimes there is no answer, because you don't know. At the time, it seemed like a good idea, or things happen because we don't have controll over it, or that we just felt like, or it just happened, but I think that question is very demeaning to a person, or anything. I just felt like I made an ass out of my self at linda's and Sara's sober party, not once but twice, but maybe that was my own perception...and maybe not, and maybe was, but at anyrate, nothing like sitting around abunch of aa members to put everything in perspective, and apart of me just had to laught at LEE a new guy, gay as a 3 dollar bill, who was at the last drag show. I asked him who he remembered, and he remember the cher and the pussy song. Both were performed by MOI and I told him, and he laughed. But I still felt like I made an ass out of myself, yet it was very comforting to have LINDA and Sarah (who are my neighbors) being there for unexpected back rubs, and hugs. That alone made my night.
I tried to see if Jessie, or Jamie I forgot his name, the new basement dweler here, if he wanted to come over, but he wasn't home then. Yesterday he was on his way to the gym. It is weierd because sometimes it acts like a mirror... of things I should be doing, or things that I shouldn't be doing. And it get's back to the whole thing.. I don't know if I am going down a wrong road or what, but it seems like I need to start changing major things in my life, and seeking out the motivation to do so. Does that make any sense?
And to top it all off, I called Tom, who came over and we had sex, and he can be kind of gross.. ok, gross who else are we kidding here. But anyways he askedm e for some money for doing some legal work (read back to find out what.. but it was for my will and my speeding tickets), and it was a hundred bucks, which brings today's grand total-minus all the bills I paid, to be 400.00 that I basically blew in the wind. How could I do that.. but I did, and it is over... so nothing left to cry over but spilled milk.
And other times I feel like I get caught up in my own drama, my own messed up mind, and it goes in circles, and circles, like I don't know when to say no, when to go, and when to just sit and cry.
Sometimes I wish everything was just so plain black and white, and "I don't get no sleep in a quiet room... and this time, when summer falls like rain, anna begins to change my mind-counting crows". Does this make any sense or am I sounding like a lunitic.
Maybe I need to clean. Stay clean, and make my life so less complicated.
I guess that is why I like traveling so much, I am so away from everything, that I can honestly just relax and explore the world around me.
And I get off at meeting new people, getting myself in odd situations, that seam to be odd, and yet managable.
Getting back to Rob in Athens, we met at the bar, and we endedd up leaving my car (which had my cell phone in it), and went to his house. We did our thing, I slept over, and in the a.m. he left to go to an apt, and i was there in this strange house by myself. It was kind of odd. I did a little searching.. and one can learn alot by what is left around. That is one of my strong points, I am very observant. He came back, and took me back to Athens. It all worked out, but it was strange. SO out of my element, and yet alive. Scary, but alive, and I guess that is all that counts...
On the advice of
ineedcoffee I vistied the mountains, and went to the falls. On the way there i stopped at a dozen little ma and pa antique/junk shops on the way. It was wonderful. If only I had some extra money. One of them, the one with the cow and the sunglasses (in case she is reading this), had a old London telephone booth, I would die for. it rocked, and would make a perfect shower in a house or apt. I would turn it into a shower, personally, I think it would fucking rock. oNe of the places, I went to this guy came down from hsi house in a golf cart to open up the shop. THey had some nice things, but boy it was pricey. I felt bad that he made the trip, but someone who drives 500 ft in a go cart... well... I wa s just out bumming anyway. I made it to the falls (which was
ineedcoffee recomendation, and it was amazing. My photos of them turned out just great!
I did meet up with
ineedcoffee and had a wonderful time celebrating her birthday. Her and her husband are amazing and wonderful to talk to. The people in the south are very friendly. She was great in directing me to the "cool" places in town, and as previously mentioned, she had her own R.E.M. story to share, which of course I ate up, and of course, going to get "lifesavers" out in the middle of nowhere was kind of odd, but alot of fun as well. The sky was clear and all the stars were out, and what a nice little trip that was... and it was very trippy, although the bands we met were cool as well... alot of bands in Athens, abotu a dime a dozen.
Overall I liked the area. It was a great little town and reminded me alot of Madison, WI. Maybe someday move down there, I want to be finanically stable before i move, but as per a favorite ER episode: the longer you stay, the longer you stay.....
Mardi gra was yet another blur.. and I'll dive into that pot yet another day...