You Want Some Cheese With That, Wuss?

Okay. After the whiny last two posts, I felt that it was a disservice to everyone who read them to not put something worthwhile up. So, yes, anyone who read the previous two posts, I owe you five minutes of your life back. If you can find me, I'll give it to you.

I kind of figured out what was going on and find it a collection of unacknowledged stress from work, being sick, and just some life stuff that created the perfect storm of brain clutter. So, I just slept for 14 hours and am putting puzzle pieces back into place and think it's going to be all right. It has to be.

Think it may be time to hang up the party pants and pick up the responsibilipants. I just can't find them anywhere. It's been that long. It's fine when everyone around you at dinner is laughing while you harmlessly flirt with the waitress, but you get home and the apartment gets quiet and you start to feel like an arrogant, loudmouthed asshole. The question is is it really you or are you doing the monkey dance because you believe it's what everyone wants you to be. This is where the breakdown begins. You can't be both people. I think you've got to pick one path and just start heading in that direction. It shouldn't be that hard.

So, still nothing worthwhile, but I'll go outside at some point today and report back.