Yesterdays, test drive of old V-ger was less than perfect. The brakes overheated. I must inspect those today. At least it ran very well. Guess all the rain and being in the stink bug position, allowed the calipers to rust. Gee. one thing after another.
Aint so bad tho, had all this glorious pain to keep me whining and moaning. I'm whinnin like a crazy old fart, just a few miles from me folks are being flooded out of their homes. Now I remember why I moved to the hills.
I haven't really figured out why I need to sit and write these journal everyday. Cept that it helps me not feel so dang lonely. I've been deleteing most of the stuff I write because its sounds so stupid when i proff read it. is that pruff or proff awe geeeeee
sometime my mind wonders, gets lost in the fogg.
I've traveled around the United States lived here and there, Utah stand out a lot in my mind. California was Great, really a lesson in life living in San Diego, Los Banos, and Lodi. Kansas, Arkansas, and Mississippi. Now I've settled here in Wisconsin.
My family is in Mississippi, and Texas. Great big bunch of folks, they don't even know who the hell I am. Aint life grand. Well there's more folks in Mississippi, that know me than in Texas. Kinda sad how thing work out that way.
Guess one of the biggest things that chapp my hide, is how other people see me. To be judged on the words of angry person, rather than for the person I really am. I don't much care for that.
I want to spread joy and laughter in Life, not this sad pain riddled mind that got from one extreme to another. My emotions bounce around like crazy. I cry for no dam good reason, and choke when I need to be brave. I'm not happy about the man I've become, compaired to the man or Male I wanted to be.
I've become some old dude, not really by choice, rather than by means. I should flying thru the clouds, instead or wallowing in the mud of self doubt.
Okay, A man walks into a bar.
Gee thought just crossed my mind, (yepp like a chicken wandering across the road)
they call it muscle pain, aka fibromyalgia...
How the hell they really know it's the muscle, maybe it the fat that hurts, fattimyalgia. What would you name foot and mouth dease, or foot and butt dease...Why schyawatever instead of just plain dam crazy...Awe nutz...
Why do men snore laying flat of their back, because their b...s cover their a..holes and they vapor lock.... just recieve that one in the mail from my youngest daughter, one of the things about Men just for women lol... kinda like shareing bald jokes with men with no hair, or blonde jokes with blondes.
Actuall I heard God made a few good heads, the rest the put hair on em..... why ya mama instead of ya daddy lol... why why why... sounds like crying don't it...
well if ya can't dazzle with brillance,
baffle em with bull chit...
Russ
Aint so bad tho, had all this glorious pain to keep me whining and moaning. I'm whinnin like a crazy old fart, just a few miles from me folks are being flooded out of their homes. Now I remember why I moved to the hills.
I haven't really figured out why I need to sit and write these journal everyday. Cept that it helps me not feel so dang lonely. I've been deleteing most of the stuff I write because its sounds so stupid when i proff read it. is that pruff or proff awe geeeeee
sometime my mind wonders, gets lost in the fogg.
I've traveled around the United States lived here and there, Utah stand out a lot in my mind. California was Great, really a lesson in life living in San Diego, Los Banos, and Lodi. Kansas, Arkansas, and Mississippi. Now I've settled here in Wisconsin.
My family is in Mississippi, and Texas. Great big bunch of folks, they don't even know who the hell I am. Aint life grand. Well there's more folks in Mississippi, that know me than in Texas. Kinda sad how thing work out that way.
Guess one of the biggest things that chapp my hide, is how other people see me. To be judged on the words of angry person, rather than for the person I really am. I don't much care for that.
I want to spread joy and laughter in Life, not this sad pain riddled mind that got from one extreme to another. My emotions bounce around like crazy. I cry for no dam good reason, and choke when I need to be brave. I'm not happy about the man I've become, compaired to the man or Male I wanted to be.
I've become some old dude, not really by choice, rather than by means. I should flying thru the clouds, instead or wallowing in the mud of self doubt.
Okay, A man walks into a bar.
Gee thought just crossed my mind, (yepp like a chicken wandering across the road)
they call it muscle pain, aka fibromyalgia...
How the hell they really know it's the muscle, maybe it the fat that hurts, fattimyalgia. What would you name foot and mouth dease, or foot and butt dease...Why schyawatever instead of just plain dam crazy...Awe nutz...
Why do men snore laying flat of their back, because their b...s cover their a..holes and they vapor lock.... just recieve that one in the mail from my youngest daughter, one of the things about Men just for women lol... kinda like shareing bald jokes with men with no hair, or blonde jokes with blondes.
Actuall I heard God made a few good heads, the rest the put hair on em..... why ya mama instead of ya daddy lol... why why why... sounds like crying don't it...
well if ya can't dazzle with brillance,
baffle em with bull chit...
Russ
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