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DaRk AnGel : Why Home : October 2006 : Garbage in Garbage out...

Garbage in Garbage out...

It has not been days since I have written. But it has been days since I posted anything that these old fingers have tapped out. Since the doubling of my anti-depressant I have not entered that realm of creativity where I can produce anything of interest, value, or thought provoking. So I guess that means the anti depressant is working. And the stuff I am writing is crap.. Actually it is more like I lose focus after the first paragraph.

Now what was I writing about??

My sleep habits are better. I am awake now more than I am asleep, even thought I may stare uncomprehendingly at the television, I am not in bed. In fact I am almost back to normal as far as my sleep hours. I still get up almost hourly and smoke a cigarette, but at least I am somewhat functional during the day.

Today I had to rush around and get some house cleaning done for the company that I knew was coming, and sure Bentley would fight. The vet came and in round three finally managed to get the last shot into him. The vet not only acknowledged that Bentley is the largest Dane I have ever had, but also to the fact that Bentley is the biggest Dane he has ever seen. Bentley gets a red star for scaring the vet.

Summer is kinda still here. The AC runs during the day, but nights have been in lower 60's. With that occurring most of the hummingbirds have headed south. There is one who still eats and guards all the feeders. But he will be gone soon as well. No migration to South America, but one to heaven. It is yhe old and infirmed that do not leave with the others and their chances are slim.

What if everyone in the world lived in a motor home? And when we wanted to off a family member we just drove off?

I think I will call FEMA tomorrow and see if they have an extra trailer at the Hope airport. If I can save a hummingbird it is doing more than it is as presently being used.

The senate has passed a bill outlawing online gamboling. Another victimless law that can never be enforced. Why not legalize it and tax it? Instead of spending millions to try and collect the small amounts of fines that they will be able to impose they can make money..

North Korea is testing bombs. Well if we can have one why can't they? Who made us the owner of the rights..

COndeleeza Oats… Now there is something about that woman's face.. I mean it is neither ugly or beautiful.. It is just that something is wrong there.. Maybe it is the Pat Nixon smile. The one that is always worn like an old yellow brassiere. I hate fake smiles.. She needs to rinse that one out.. OR at least get it a living bra. It is frozen in time.

Oh --- the dreams.. I have always had weird dreams.. But with the higher dosage of Zoloft I am having disgusting dreams bordering on grossly obscene. Last night I was a drag queen. And I was married. And the person I was married to was famous, and when we went out, I always was in drag and looking exactly like her…

Well except for the droopy eyelids…

My mate was Tammy Faye Baker, and all that crap made it hard for me to hold my eyes open… And it kept getting into my eyes…

I would tell you about the sex, but then we'd both vomit. This way it was only me this morning.. I was surprised at how easy the heels were to wear though.

Ok.. Time for another pill.. Wonder what or who I will dream about tonight? Maybe I can be that ugly black dog Bush carries around.. And of course at all the inappropriate times I will do some leg humping…

Now that is news that Katie Curic would love to report… and it ought to get a smirk out of old George…

So now you have been exposed to my current state of mind, or lack there of.. Hopefully one day I will level off on this stuff.. Till then I think another Southern Comfort is Calling my name…