Tuesday, December 28, 2004

 

but I look at your pants and I need a kiss....

I have never considered myself "sex crazed." You know one of those people who has it on the mind all the time. I mean there is nothing wrong with that, I just never had that kind of drive. I am one of those who has trouble defining the difference between sex and love and with my developments over the last year I just tend to use some downloaded movies as an outlet when the feeling hits and even that is not very often. (sorry if that is TMI) Something is off lately cause my drive is through the roof. I mean, it is always there. One night not too long ago I had a little too much to drink and was obsessed with the idea of not going to sleep until I got a kiss. That one was innocent enough but it is my dreams that are starting to heat up. In 27 years I could count my sex dreams on one hand and in the last week I have had three! The strange part is how vivid they seem to be and who is in them. One involved a friend of mine who is dating someone and the other involved cast members from Saved by the Bell. Something is really out of wack with my hormones and I think I may have to go under ground until I get this all in check or otherwise, watch out.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

 

Tortured Prophet

There is this guy out there who is hard to define, but that is his attraction. He shines in shade and stimulates the soul. He has the world to offer and only wants love in return. This enigma to the world I know hardly knows me but reads me like a book. He sees my fears and shares his with me. I am fortunate to call him a friend. I told you I didn't want to cry but I did. Thank you.

 

The Journal of Human Lactation

So I have started my new job at the School of Nursing and was given a "office" which I share with a part-time faculty member. She is a very nice woman but her area of expertise is on breast-feeding. Being the man I am it is really alarming to look up at the walls and see women breast feeding. I really think the worst are the posters that are like PSA's with objects alluding to breast feeding. I know I will never look at two scoops of ice cream side by side with a cherry on top of each the same way again.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

 

The end is the beginning is the end...

Not that great of a song but I do love the pumpkins and it is definately how I feel. The world is in flux and the planets are on the move, I got a job that pays me money, real money, ok so actually more money but I can afford things now...God I missed things, I am such a capitalist. So new job comes at a price, my roommate and best friend in the world has also found a new job which is taking him away. Its great for him and great for me but as I look back on life, this is my next crossroads and like I said things are changing, what that means I have not figured out just yet. I do know that I am excited about expanding on new friendships, working hard for my employment growth and getting out there to explore and take it all in.

Homework:

take a few moments to look back on the events that have shaped your life. It is always good to see where you came from.

Friday, December 10, 2004

 

I got something to say

What happened to T.V. ? Is it some rule that we must watch reality T.V. all the time? I live in reality what I need is an escape! It's ok that there is reality TV, in fact I like one,I refuse to admit which one, but that seems to be all that is on. With the end of some really good shows there is not much outside of Desparete Housewives worth watching anymore. What about the writers? Is there a need for them anymore? Just something I wonder about. To be honest, if it wasn't for Comedy Central then I might not turn the thing on at all.

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