To Clarify…

Last night, I was hoping to meet up with a bunch
of great people who goof off and lighten the place up
on karaoke night. They are truly open and fun,
although sometimes it might take a bit to get them
to warm to you on a personal level…

They weren’t there.

You know those personal gigs people have?
Basically individual processes.
I have a lot of them.

It developed out of something I heard described best by Adam Corolla
on Love Lines one night…a bed-wetter had called in and Dr. Drew
suggested therapy.

Adam stopped him and went on a beautiful rant.
You can either go to therapy and spend years trying to understand
what happened to you to make you start wetting the bed at 21 years of age…
or…you can go to a discount store, buy an egg timer and set it for a certain interval of time.
Each time it goes off, get up, if the bed is dry, get up and go piss.
If the bed is wet, set it for a shorter interval.

Both methods stop the bed-wetting.
The latter will do so faster in a much more affordable manner.

One analyzes and over-analyzes everything before a solution is found.
One takes care of it and re-trains how you think or operate.

I realized I have always done this.
My parents sent my to a shrink in eighth grade.
I was offended. He was an idiot.

I have done nothing but analyze my thoughts, behaviors and actions
since some time in third grade, maybe earlier.
How the hell did he really think I wasn’t onto his little tricks and sneaks?

I have developed the ability to work around my ‘issues’
for lack of a word that doesn’t make me cringe from trendy over-use.

In this particular case, I move very slow sometimes
especially when it comes to getting the pump primed for going out.
I need to mentally prepare for enjoying myself around large groups.

Last night, I think my ‘prep’ relied too heavily upon
that particular group of folks being present.
When the only people there were self-absorbed snot-wads
my mood went sour – fast.

Lucky for me, my mood swings are fast in both directions.
(Just don’t TRY to make it happen…let it.)

To summarize, I am fine. I will always be fine.
I will always be slightly annoyed at always being fine.

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