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Communism Bit: Off
Location: Job, of course
There's a Bloggers' Happy Hour on Thursday, at Mateo's, starting at 6:30pm. Now, I don't want a lame excuse for missing ... If you miss, it better be for only three reasons: baby, anonymity, sex. No other reasons are good enough. :o)
Mid-week post. Very un-characteristic. I guess it is that depression stuff I've been talking about of late.
I'm out of my element, and doing weird stuff I'd not do if I were in my normal mind. I'm not in my normal mind. If you've been at other end of my weirdness, I pray you are benevolent.
Anyway, so I attempted a return to normal life, and it failed miserably. As it is, I dunno what next. Do I (a) pull the dagger out, and with it my heart, or (b) leave it in 'til it festers and I die?
A. Pull it out.
Ish, are you having exams or something? Missing in action quite a bit.
Dennis, are you in jail? :o) Missing in action quite a bit.
Degstar, did the suicide finally succeed? Missing in action too bloody much.
In closing ... there are three chics I once knew who were like extensions of my Mum. You know, cute, kind, patient, and all that shit I like about chics. So I liked them, needless to say. And at a time like this, I find myself very nearly calling any of them up ... One is a world away. One changed numbers. The other ... I have her bangle on, even now. I'm gon' call her up.
Yes, gentle women repair my spirit. Usually, it is my Mum, but now she is too far away.