July 16, 2010

Why oh why does everything have to be so "cut and dry" and what the hell does that mean anyway, and while I'm here who the hell cares. I'm going to do things my way, like it or not, and if I just so happen to step on a few toes along the way, well...""GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY", you all didn't give a shit before you met me so why the hell care now, and besides your damn toes will heal, the pain will subside, and you will be just fine. Unlike me, enduring a life time (so it seems) of bullshit I handed myself, man I tell you what, I am so effin tired of it. Today...I am in a great mood, full of energy (spunk if you like) and no one is taking this feeling away from me today, so deal with it, enough of that bull sh*t, on to something new, hmmm what though? Here it is...addictive personalities; what exactly are we talking about here? I'll tell you what I think because I sincerely believe I most definitely possess the traits that qualify me as having addictive personalities. I go from one extreme to the other for instance, right now (okay maybe starting again) I've been working out like a fanatic perhaps even a lunatic (I really could go for a good workout right now) replaced the inner tubes in the bike and it's a turning point...(woo hoo freedom) I am getting me back, it's a lot of hard work, sweat and painful to say the least, but I'm doing this for me not you or you or you, not anyone just me, and it feels so good, my energy levels after a hard, sweat dripping workout are sky rocketed, and I just feel wonderful. I'm not going to age gracefully because I'm not going to age at all damn...I don't wanna grow up, it seems the older I get the less fun I have so from this day forward I intend to enjoy every moment of me, yeah I said that.