I have decided that I don’t like cold weather very much. To my friends in Canada and the areas surrounding the Great Lakes, I apologize for what will surely sound like silly whining. I often roll my eyes or snidely mumble to myself when I see one of my friends down south complaining about the chill of 50 degree weather. One would assume that I would have nothing better to do than sit and write when the temperature dips below zero but I find that I lack the enthusiasm to do much of anything when it is cold.
I feel I have not been making good use of my time which is an issue that causes me no small amount of anxiety. For the better part of a month I have been watching movies, lazing around, drinking and gaining a very annoying five pounds from lack of activity. My lack of social life has increased my lack of fun writing material which also causes me some considerable anxiety.
As the devil month of February approaches I am filled with dread of what another sedentary month may do to my energy level, my social life and my comatose mind. With that being said I would like to extend you one of my biannual calls for help. If you have topic you would like me to discuss or would like to ask me a question that you wouldn’t mind me publishing here please feel free to do so. My poor powered-down brain would greatly appreciate the exercise.
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Posted by trjensen on January 28, 2013
I decided to take a cue for my darling blogger friend over at Sips of Jen and Tonic and write something while under the influence. I haven’t been drinking. I took cold medicine and while I am waiting for it to kick in I figured I’d write a post and update you all on just how sucky my life can be. Sure it is normally not something that will shatter my life but just a pile of little shit that just adds up, ya’ know?
Yesterday and today have been great (and by great I mean super-duper not great.) Yesterday some creeper guy tried to add me on Facebook then sent friend requests to everyone on my friends list. That isn’t scary or stalker like at all. I got about ten texts and messages asking who the guy was and then posted something asking people not to add him because quite frankly this behavior scares the shit out of me. I have to deal with some creepers in my own life. I don’t need another one online. Dating gives me my fill. So I posted something saying please do not add this guy. I have no idea who he is. This morning I wake up and we have fifteen (FIFTEEN!) mutual friends. Thanks a lot assholes! Let’s encourage the stalker.
PB got home from Vegas, Sunday and I hadn’t heard from him so today I texted him and asked if he was ever going to tell me about his trip. He said he was. He told me he was in the ER with a friend and when they took her back he’d call me. I told him he could just text if he wanted and we texted for a little bit. After a while he didn’t respond so I got on Facebook and saw he had posted a status update saying he was the hospital with his ex-girlfriend. After about an hour he sent me text saying he was getting shitty reception and he was sorry for the delay in the response. I suspect he was waiting until she wasn’t around to respond to my texts and that was the delay. If he would have just said he was with her I wouldn’t have been too concerned but he definitely wasn’t open and forthcoming with any information about who he was with. Because he wasn’t I don’t trust anything he said.
So basically, I have a stalker and PB is a big fat liar. I guess February had one last card to play. I am okay. I am sure the stuff with Pretty Boy will hit me at some point when I haven’t taken cold medication and the creeper guy is just that for now. I’ll be fine but still it has been a crappy two days. Puscifer may be the highlight of my month. Fucking Puscifer!
Posted by trjensen on February 29, 2012