Now I get to make my nest, my man-cave, my home. This is exciting!​

Can the newer profiled see the journal function on the older profiles? If not, are they jealous? Confused?
Signed,
Curious J.
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..d.
I've always had a job, always had an apartment, it's just that lately I don't have those things. I hope that one day soon, I will have, once again, a man-cave to call my own. It's been 14+ months since I last had my own place. March before last, I left my apt to room with someone for the first time in a very long time. It was much cheaper. The start of a slide, I guess. My ms started acting up again, and so I felt it was time to quit and throw myself on the mercy of the state. No crime to be poor, but it might as well be, I guess. Ooh! Guessed right again! Anyway, I find that I am still me, and am surging onwards. I tried somethinmg like this in college. I died my hair-bleached it, and I found out a bit how 'the disenfranchised' might feel, being, for instance, ignored at restaurants, and such. Here I am again, in many ways. People see money, and little else in places I've found myself. Well, whattya gonna do? No complaints here, it's just life happening. People are people whever I have gone/been. Yrs ago, when I worked with humans in group home for developementally disabled where they lived, I found little or no difference from anyone else I'd dealt with in life here. Hungry, angry, happy, horny, sad, the usual. Now I am at the library, because I don't want to buy coffee to get online where they have wi-fi. And it's nice here. I grew up here, and I remember doing 6th grade research on Uri Gellar(remember him?) in this very room!About twenty ft from where I am sitting. Yowza! Utica is alot smaller than it used to be, and most of the neighborhoods where I grew up have been torn down by the AC o' Engineers due to absentee landlords and crack houses. The places I'd lived have, however been preserved as shrines. ;p I get that alot.​

It's peaceful here, but I hope to one day soon get an apatment, my own space, that is to say, just me and my cat, maybe some music... I'd sigh wistfully, but I don't wanna veer to EMO-ey.
It's a beautiful day here, but isn't it always sunny when you're tall enough?​

The sky crashing through the window tore at my pants breathlessly, spawning unnerving desires in that forbidden area...
Or rather, upon what, or whom, will I luncheon...
It's a beautiful day today, and the future is happening right now.
I'm gonna go check out Facebook now.​

I stopped a month ago, after 30 yrs. of it. Make of that what you will, but it is important to me that I just do not do that anymore. I have had enough. My thinking is getting so very clear of late. "I've been stupid." SMOF points if you can place the statement, but FIJAGH.

I have moved. So how do I change my location on this site? 'Cause I am someplace else now.

Anybody want that?  I am clean, you be too.  Guess maybe I might be some sort of 'bottom'.   Whatever.  I have liked the idea and the activity since forever.  (1975).

 

Yum.

 

Sound like fun?  Srsly.

I have been playing "music" with some droogs for 20 years, and have recently been listening to old tapes of these events.  Y'day, I found another copy of a song called "Gilligan's Island Guest Star", which I didn't even write- it just came to me as I was walking to a class in college called Peace in the Nuclear Age.  Realizing as I walked along that I had never heard the thing before, I wrote it down when I got to the class.  Including the opening fugue, the words are as follows:

How can I get up in the morning?

And subsequently fall asleep again at night?

Knowing what I know now has really wrecked my life, wrecked my life, wrecked my life...

(v1)

The other night my mom and dad

my parents said to me

"Son, we got to tell you

we got to make you see, that we used to be

Gilligan's Island guest stars

We were Gilligan's Island guest stars

Gilligan's Island guest stars

(Doo dit doodly-ooh eeh)

(v2)

Went to see my girl friend

to take her to a show

She said "I've got to talk to you

There's something that you oughtta know

She said 'you'd better sit down, and I thought "Some other guy!"

She told me that she loved me and she looked me in the eye, and said she'd used to be a Gilligan's Island guest star

She'd been a Gilligan's Island guest star

A Gilligan's Island guest star

Do dit doodley ooh eeh

(v3)

My good friend the other day

took a ride down my way

I said "It's good to see you", and he said "ooh, you must not know..."

A fear welled in my heart

My eyes grew cold and the sun grew dark

'Cause then I knew he'd used to've been a Gilligan's Island guest star

He'd been a Gilligan's Islland guest star

A Gilligan's Island guest star

(Doo dit doodley ooh eeh"

(Fugue)

I shot my dog

 I live in a tree

Gilligan he calls to me 

He's deafening me, Eeh!

 

Well, that's it.  Oogah boogah!

 

 

Trying something new to try and get my moneys worth, as long as I am here.