Disclaimer
CYA Disclaimer
So, on the very slim chance that any of this gets read by one particular individual, don’t take any of it personal. Even if it seems that way at times, K? After all, these are indeed my half conscious any time of the day or night ramblings, right?
And I vent. And I ponder. And I go off on tangents not based in reality all the time (I do?). Mostly I need to read myself think, like I’ve said before. Maybe I need to get out more, eh?
And yeah, it doesn’t take an Einstein to know this post is aimed at you g, and no, not you gee-o. You know how I felt or feel when I was honest enough and felt safe enough to share it, so if I rant or rave here, it may be just me working through shit. Or then again it may just be shit. And yes, I can hear you saying “seek professional help” with that grin right now if I close my eyes. But I can’t type to save my life, so I leave them open.
Aaaaagggghhhhh, that’s it. I am not thinking any more. Period.
And I have a bridge for sale if you’re interested, nice view of Manhattan.
Fuck, I’m outta here before I make any more of an ass outta myself. And I, And I, And I- shut up and get back to work. Yes, that’s the idea.
well I said I’d never edit any of this stuff, what’d you expect?
