I'm Singing the Blues
Holy hell! This guy's actually making a post for a change?!!
Well yeah, and I'm just warning you; it's not going to be very good. The reason for that is because I'm tired, and in a crap-ass mood. Goin through some real rough times lately. You know what else? I'm even sick of fuckin listening to myself explain it to everyone. It's like I know everything's going to shit in my life, and people want to know about what's going on with me...so I always have to put on this false "I've got everything together...it's a learning process...things will get better in the end...It could be a lot worse...I'm working on my problems...I recognize the pattern...What can ya do, right?"...so on and so fucking forth. I'm sick to death of knowing that I'm just teetering on the edge of complete and full disaster; being unsure of my ability to even survive much longer (well maybe that's a little dramatic, but no, Fuck it! I'm not going to apologize because maybe I'm not being dramatic!) The truth is I'm scared. I just need to regain some fragment of hope and faith in myself. I've always prided myself (though foolishly,) on getting everything done just by the "skin of my teeth," but now I'm not so sure I'm going to be able to pull off one of those nifty little hat tricks. This post is getting to be completely out of control and bounds...and I don't think I'll add anything else for now. For God's sake, I can't even think straight at this point.


Ohh, by the way I haven't forgotten the post I promised in which a most delightful rebuttal of DROP IT ON THE ONE's "Anatomy of a Miscarriage." It's coming soon, I promise!

OK all you party people,
Late!
aMp aka "Gelvis"