R.I.P Fugee thread......
(and GFY
)
Bah! Fuggies dies off the whole Farce as you know it will collapse in on itself leaving this gaping void in six universes for so it is written.
We don't let that shit happen. We're too damn tough as nails, we survive and live on. That's us and we don't give a rat's ass if you like it or not. If we off end you, good, "so, you're off ended so what?" You think fuggies care if you off ended. Nah, ...
See? We always can count on the Count. He'll tell you the same thing every fugie knows, this old world it's a bitch and out to knee cap you, it'll put you on your ass if you let it. So don't let it. Go fuck yourself first because without love it don't happen and you can beat the world to fucking you over, you win, game over. Toss in another quarter and go again. Ain't like we'll ever run out of quarters.
Some of us we doing that silly life and living bit. Some of us climbing back out of a hole.
Do we know where we're going? Nope. We'll get there quicker though.
I've been having some days of feeling out of sorts. Been piddling with coils, working at a knitting/weaving thing a bit, doing yoga, keeping house. A whole lot of nothing as Spanky used to say while wearing his Crocs with Socks. it seems life at the moment is like frozen in that moment of a long field goal kick, ... "aaaaaaaannnnnnddddd iiiiiiitttttt'sssssss ......". Not heard anything from the library regarding janitor position. Might be I've been away from "work" so long that, that is a detriment to considering hiring me, anywhere.
Wish I could have enthusiasm to
do something but I keep coming back to an empty husk and lost as far as writing goes. I might get a story idea but nothing stands up to the "So what" test question. if I can't care about it to write it, readers will know and frankly readers won't care to read it. I need to write it for myself sure, but that's just it too, I can't become engaged to any idea for a story that gets beyond asking so what, why do I care?
In that sense it's ...
.
There's no medication for that, and talking doesn't help or solve it either. You either got it there in you or you don't. My not having it goes back to Kallmann's. No, that's not a crutch either, it actually is what it is. The hormones don't get all teenie bopper gangbusters for me, never have or will. I don't do giddy. *sighs*
Well, need to go take Shrek out for a bit.