A Glimpse

I'm going to do something a little different here. Most of my writings, not just including what I put on here, are about my luck with men...cough, cough....or dripping with my sarcastic view on life. I will still infuse that into this but with everything going on right now I just kind of need to vent.

I am living with a full plate right now. I'm talking two eat for the price of one coupon at Sizzler full plate. Family crapola, work crapola, living in Calcutta crapola and anything good in my life I have managed to fuck up because really what else could I do with it. Aside from writing, I paint to get my mind clear. Not some Picasso stuff because I can barely draw a straight line, but some Bob Villa HGTV house painting. Clearly I am a man. My mom must be so proud of her dike daughter. Hand me a drill a beer and some overalls and you'd think I'm the next Mike Holmes. Hott.

I tend to take the compounding pressures around me and place it on something so insignificant and make a mountain out of a mole hill when there was no mole hill in the first place. Being neurotic is a gift apparently. Hmmm and I wonder why I'm single. Not that this happens often but nonetheless it's not fun when it does. I tend to push people away that I actually want close in my life. I guess it aint easy being a crank ass. Nah mean???......Word.

Hopefully my mood or circumstances change quickly. If not I will ride it out and continue to paint and write, although some people (not mentioning names) think that because I paint in my house I'm having a mental breakdown. Totally not true bro. That's why I drink. Hello, get with the program.

For my friends I apologize for any craziness or stupid things I may have recently done or said. It comes from a full plate thats constantly giving me gas pains, so every now and then I may let a little something out, just dont take it personal. For everyone else, suck it and get over it.

Thanks, Home Depot awaits.