It's Me Again

Yeah, it's me again. I'm back, and yah can't stop me! Buwahahahaha! Ok, so some good news of a sort for me. I no longer have MONO. Yes! No more mono, just a secondary viral pain in my ass since the mono wiped out my immune system's ability to fight off stuff like the common cold as effectively as I should be able to do on any given day. Frustrating, YES! End of the world, NO!

Thus begins the eve of my four day weekend and I have nothing much planned except some fishing and gun range time with dad. That should be fun provided this bug I have doesn't just kick my ass into sicky-poo mode again. Oh yeah, the added dilemma of finding out that once I get to dad's that gas shoots up in price over an additional dollar or two. UGH. That sucks. Another craps shoot again. yippy-skippy

Today, I ran into that certain person that I continue to have difficulty telling no. The same person who still seems to have the hots for me, but no clue as to who I really am or what I really want out of life these days. The one that has no real respect for me or his girlfriend by continuing to act the way he does. The same one that, although I told him a week or two ago that I had a mono relapse and probably shouldn't be in close contact with people until Christmas of 2006, but hopefully 2005, I'm trying to remain optimistic here. Back to long rant. --->>> The one who remains clueless as to just how close he is to getting his ass kicked based on principle alone, the Java Guy. Now, I fully admit, I am not a saint and cannot even begin to complain after some of the shit I've pulled over the years, but damnitall, I'm not just some piece of ass!

This week, I kinda met a guy who seems fairly decent and sweet . Haven't had much of a chance to start getting to know him very well, but I'm kinda hopeful I can begin a new chapter in my life. A chapter where I am not someone's secret, where I am not a commodity to check out whenever it's purely convenient for another, and well, just have someone who wants to be around me IN PUBLIC! Someone who actually wants to hear what I have to say and not pretend to put on a fake face with interest until another customer comes along to serve coffee and tea. So here's to me hoping this new guy is a genuine article rather than a hound dog looking to hump something.

Anyhoo, I decided to clean this apartment, or at least get the dishes done and hopefully keep the kitchen from looking like Hurricane Katrina hit it. Don't much care for messes, but I seem to have no problem making them around here. Wonder if that applies to the rest of my life too? Oh well, it's time to get back to work and do something productive before I decide to take a nap or something.

Tammolly

...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin