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| immoral |
on Fri 7 Apr 06, 4:24 PM to immoral's blog.
well arent i doing well i had forgotten the personal delights of uncertainty and paranoia that at least for me seem to come along with the mixed bag that is Ahab and his sort .. up and down and up and down and .......... well you get the picture seasick... you betcha 
it probably says a lot about me to be honest.... someone is in a chatroom ( for instance) and doesnt say hello i wonder if they are avoiding me then i feel bad because i think it then i hate myself (( if only a tiny bit )) then i think some more and suspect they ARE avoiding me.then i feel cross and sad and then defiant...... theres no hope!!!
.....then i calm down and have a word with myself and wander off looking normal...i really do suspect i dont need new harpoons Ahab still has his stuck in well and truly.then i wonder if some things will ever change its been a rather long time and this part doesnt seem to have altered.. then i wonder how many questions i can think at one time and if i can answer any of them for any length of time as reality changes surely the answers do too...... dear lord...... im growing up to be Woody Allen.... it must be time for a little nap
Edited Fri 7 Apr 06, 4:27 PM by immoral
