When The World Throws You Lemons… …Cover Your Eyes… …Maybe?

Wouldn’t Ya Just Know It!?!

I Go Outside To Have A Nice Walk-About…

…Get MAYBE 10-Minutes Into Said Nice Walk-About…

…And I Step Off The Curb A Little Funny And Roll My Bad/Weak Left-Ankle!


Par For The Course, I’m Guessin’.

Was Having Such A Damned Decent Morning…

…I Just Knew Knew KNEW Something Was Gonna Go Wrong.

Always Does.

Doesn’t It?!



It Does.


…I Limped On Home…

…Grabbed Some Cold Water And A Couple Aspirin…

…And Now I’m Telling Y’all About It.


Because That’s What I Do.




I Still Think This Could Be A Good Day.

I Know I Know…

…It’s Early.

Isn’t Even Noon Yet.

At Least…

…Not Where I Am.

So There’s Still More Than Half-A-Day Looming Ahead.

What Kind Of Day Shall Proceed To Progress?!


Who The Hell Knows, Really!?

I Sure Don’t.

You Probably Don’t.

So We Collectively Don’t.

I Suppose This Is One Of Those Times Where Being Like Everyone Else Is Acceptable.

I Would LIKE To Know What The Remains Of The Day Have In Store For Me.

I Just Simply…



Don’t Know.

I’m Totally Hoping For Something Grand…

…While I’m Totally Expecting Something Horridly Awful.

It’s Just My Personality.

Once A Pessimist…

…Usually A Pessimist.

But But But I’m Only A Pessimist For One Glaring Reason…

I Like Being RIGHT

…And/Or Pleasantly Surprised.


Are You Any Different?!


Sometimes, Maybe?!

Maybe Not At All?!

Maybe Maybe?!

How’z’bout We Go With “Maybe Maybe” On This One!?

Gives You The Most Wiggle-Room.

Ya Know?!




An Acceptable Day… …Much Better Than The Past Few… …So I Ain’t Gonna Knock-It, Fo SHO.

Yes, My Peeps.

Yes, Today Was Acceptable.

Yes, Today Was Better Than The Previous Day.

Yes, Today Was Much Better Than The Days Prior To The Previous.

Everybody Got That?!



So What Else Can I Say?


Good Question, Kids.




I Can Say I Really Do Have Some Great Friends.

I May Not See Any Of Them Like I’d Like To…

…But They’re Still Great.

And I’m Very Lucky To Have Them.

Friends Are In Short Supply These Days, In Case You Hadn’t Heard.

I Think Congress Is Trying To Enact A Law Banning Them In Some States.

Don’t Quote Me On That…

…But I’ve Heard Rumors…

…Just Sayin’.


As I Sit Here At My Desk…

…I’ve Got Some “Crap-Tastic” Tunage Goin’.

Some That, As Music, Is Barely Passable.


…As An Instant “Smile-Generator” It’s Totally WONDERFUL!

Why Is It WONDERFUL, You Ask?!

Because, It Reminds Me Of Those Times When My Friends And I Were Constantly Together.

Everyone Has/Had Those Days.


…Perhaps Not Everyone.

Perhaps Most Everyone.

That’s A Safer Compromise…

…So I’ll Roll With It.


Perhaps It’s Easy To Tell I’m In A Better Mood, Today?

I Think So.

Don’t You?!



I Even Made Sure To Let A Friend Know I Was Doing Better, Simply Because I Knew It Would Make HIS Day Better.

And It Did.

He Told Me So.

I Trust The Man With My Life, So I’m Confident He Was Being Honest.

And That Just Made MY Day That Much The Better.

Odd How That Works Out, Ain’t It?!



Not Really.

It’s Pretty Easy To Figure-Out.

Life Is Cyclical.

I Feel Better.

My Friend, Who Was Likely A Bit Down At Work, Then Felt Better Knowing I Was Better.

And I Felt Even Better Knowing He Was A Bit Better.


…But, I LOVE IT.

Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way.

Would You?!



You’re Pretty Cool, My Peeps.

I Love That About You.

And I Sincerely Want To Say THANK YOU.

THANK YOU For All The Kind Words While I Was In The Dastardly Dumps Of It All.

I Honestly, Truly Felt HORRID.

I Didn’t Want To Move, Let Alone Do Anything.

But, All I Kept Thinking About Were My Friends.

How I Missed Them.

How I Wanted To Be With Them.

How I NEEDED To Be With Them.

How I Was Going To Do Whatever I Had To Do To Make That Happen.


…I Felt Absolutely Awful Thinking I’d Caused Them Grief And Anguish Because I Was Really Too Sickly To Be Out-In-Public.


…The Very Next Day…

…No One Was Pissed At Me.

No One Harbored Any Ill Will Or Malice.

They Just Wanted To Know How I Was.

If I Were Doing Okay.

If Things Were Better In Any Way.

And They Made Sure To Tell Me It Wasn’t Me That Sunk Their Evening.

I Wasn’t Even Part Of The Downer.

Yeah, It Sucked That I Was Sick…

…But That Wasn’t Why They Were So Down.

Between Knowing My Friends Were Okie The Dokie…

…And Knowing I Wasn’t The Root Of Their Issues…

…And Getting That Goddamn Medication Out Of My System…

…Yesterday Became A Touch Better.

And Today Was Better Than Yesterday.


I’m Still Not 100%.

I’m More Like 86.73251%.

But THAT Is A VERY Acceptable Percentage.

I Know People Who, On Their Best Days, Barely Scratch The 50% Mark.

So I’m Doing Alright.

At Least, For Now.

So I Ain’t Gonna Knock-It, Fo SHO.


L8r On, My Peeps.

Take Care…

…And Be Good…

…Ya Know…

If You Can.


The Morning After… …Still Not Great… …But A Few Shades Better.

I Didn’t Get Much Sleep Last Night/This Morning.

Kept Waking-Up.

Was Restless.

But I DID Get A Bit Of Rest…

…And That’s Good Enough, For Now.

Things Could Always Be Worse, Fo SHO…

…So I’m Not Gonna Bitch About It.

I Will Say That My Good Ole 20/20 Hindsight Is Working Overtime.

I’m Still Stuck Thinking About Yesterday Night.

Thinking About What I Could Have Done…

…What I Should Have Done…

…And How I Won’t Let It Happen That Way Again.

We Learn From Our Mistakes…

…And We Carry-On.

Such Is Life.

No One Ever Said Living Life Would Be Easy.

In Fact…

…I Know Of No One Who Could/Would Ever Say That.

Life’s A Tricky Bitch Sometimes.

That’s A BIG FO SHO, My Peeps.

And It’s Something We’re Pretty-Much All Aware Of.

I Still Wish I Had That Damned “DO OVER” Button.

Yesterday Would Have Been Vastly Different If I Had Another Crack-At-It.

Vastly VASTLY Different.



…I Still Applaud My Efforts.

I Tried Very Hard Because I Love My Friends…

…I Missed My Friends…

…And I Wanted To Be With My Friends.

Poor Health AND An Adverse-Reaction To A Medication Totally Ruined Any Potential At Having A Normal, Fun Evening.


…I Just Wasn’t Going To Miss The Opportunity To See Someone Face-To-Face.

Face-To-Face Is Very Important To Me.

Mainly Because It’s Something Very VERY Rare For Me.

I’d Apologize For My State Of Being ’til I Was Blue In The Face…

…But I’m Not Sure I Need To.

My Friends Know How Sorry I Was For The Whole “Disaster” Of The Situation.

They Know Me.

They Get Me.

They Understand Me.

They Know I Just Wanted To Be With Them.

And I Still Do.

After Last Night, I’d Like To See Everyone Again When I’m Totally Over This Goddamn Medication Issue.

I’ll Be Back To Being Me Very Soon, I Hope.

I’m Never Sure That Being Me Is The Best State To Be In…

…But It’s Better Than How I Felt Last Night.

So, This Becomes One Instance Where I’m Very Anxious To Become Myself Again.

I May Have Many Issues With Myself, Sure Sure…

…But I’m Much Better Company When I’m ME.

That’s Kinda Sad, Because I’m Rarely Good Company.

But I Try Hard.

And Occasionally Succeed.

Next Time I Get The Chance To Spend Time With Those I Care About…

…I’m Hoping They Get ME ME To Spend The Time With.

That Would Be Sweet-Ass, Fo SHO, Kiddies.

Fo SHO, Indeed.



A Disaster I Wish I Could Forget… …But That’ll Never Happen.

I Tried.

I Really REALLY Tried.

I Should Have Just Told My Friends I Couldn’t Make It.

But I Didn’t.

I Tried To Make It Work.

And I Failed.

I Failed Horridly.

I Felt Bad Before I Failed.


…It’s Over And Done With And Just Needs To Be Forgotten…

…And That’s Simply Impossible.

Being Ill Is One Thing.

Being Ill In Front Of A Bunch Of People…

…People That Just Judge Judge Judge Me…

…With Those Darting, Piercing Eyes…

…Made Me Feel Amazingly Awful.

It Was My Fault, Though.

I Could Have Called It Off.

I Could Have Relented And Said…

"Sorry, I Can't Quite Make It, Tonight."

I Could Have…

…But Didn’t.

I Pressed Onward.

I Went For It.

All Because I Wanted To See Someone.

But I Believe I Made A Tragic Mistake.

I Just Shouldn’t Have Gone.

I Wasn’t Right, And I Knew It.


The Things Lonely People Do When They Get A Chance To Spend Time With Others They Care About.

Others That Get Them.

Others That Understand Them.

Others That Know How Hard It Was For Me To Even Show-Up.

It Was Just A Bad Night.

The Stars Weren’t Aligned Correctly, Or Something.

I Have No Freakin’ Clue.

But I Did Try.

I Gave It A Go.

I Tried To Make It Work.

In The End…

…It Didn’t Work At All.

I Just Want To Apologize.

And I Want To Keep Apologizing.

I’m Sorry.

And I’m Sorry I’m Being So Sorry.

Where’s That Damned “DO OVER” Button I Requested?!

It’s Probably Misaligned, Too.

Like Those Damned “PHASE INDUCERS” That Keep Going-Out On Me!

But I’ll Be Better.

I Won’t Always Feel So Sorry.

I Won’t Always Have To Feel Sorry About Being So Sorry.

I’ll Be Better.

And Then…


…Then I’ll Likely Get Stuck In Reflection Mode.

Everyone Else Will Get Over The Sorry Shit.

But I Won’t.

I’ll Be Better, But I Won’t Be Able To Let Go Of What Happened Before I Was Better.

I’ll Think.

I’ll Ponder.

I’ll Reflect.

And Then I’ll Be Sorry All Over Again.

Shit Perpetuates Itself.

That’s A Sad Fact Of Life For A Lot Of Us, I Know.

Hell, Maybe All Of Us.

I Could Tell I Wasn’t The Only One Having A Bad Night.

I Just Kept Worrying That I Was The Cause.

I Might Have Been, I Don’t Know.

But I Know I Was AnΒ Integral Component.

But I’ll Be Better.

Next Week Will Be Better.

Hell, Hopefully It’ll Be Better Before Next Week.

I’d Take Better At Any Time It So Chooses To Grace Me With Attention.

It’ll Happen.

It Always Does, Eventually.

I Just Have To Remember To Relish In It When It Does Come.

It’ll Happen.

And I’ll Be Better.

And That’s A Promise.

And I’ll Do Everything In My Power To Keep Said Promise.

The Disaster Has Ended.

Time To Pick-Up And Carry-On.

Β That’s What You’d Do, Right?!?