Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Stopcock and the flat line

This thing that has come up about fun....
It’s really preying on me now. I took a stress questionnaire from my psych book the other day. I got a 27 when the average is 14.

I used to have a really effective technique for de-stressing. Get just stupid drunk and run around like a total fool, basically just tearin’ my ass as my good friend says. It would really take the head off the steam in the pressure cooker. But it takes me like 4 days to recover from that nowadays. I just can’t do it anymore.

But the question is what is the alternative? It’s just really hard to find anything that makes me laugh good, long, and hard which is one of the only really effective, non-harming, methods I know.

It doesn’t help being broke either, as this is a really hard town to have fun in when destitute and not on drugs.

I just need some thing, some method, some divine intervention or something.

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At 11/08/2007 4:25 PM, Blogger nigel paddell said...

If I knew the answer to that one the last I-don't-know-how-many years would have gone a lot differently.
Not that I don't think I'm making a contribution, I just want to enjoy it more.

 

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