Nov. 7th, 2015

monk222: (Effulgent Days)
I am in the bathroom when Kay calls early. I am struck by how young Pop sounds on the phone, like he is a fifteen-year-old schoolboy and life is all about having fun.

The rain did come in this morning. Checking the patio at six, I was happy to see that all three cats were aching to come inside. We are locked down cozy. It's quite chilly. Strong winds. I have been debating whether to pull down the wind chimes again, with all their ringling-jangling-jingling, but I think the weather will become tame in the afternoon.

Gotham

Nov. 7th, 2015 01:41 pm
monk222: (Primal Hunger)
I gave the "Gotham" series a shot. It is a prequel to all the main Batman action. I find it engaging, though much of the charm rests on the Batman mystique. It so happens that I feel some of that mystique. The problem is that it is a live series, and Netflix only has season one. There is no guarantee that the service will get the second season, and however many more seasons the show might get. It looks like Hulu might have a lock on the show. Which means I may be getting hooked on a show that I cannot follow.

Dry Virus

Nov. 7th, 2015 04:58 pm
monk222: (DarkSide: by spiraling_down)
As a practical matter, I am effectively over that dry virus. However, I still feel like I have that vice fit snugly on my brain, and it still squeezes down sometimes. It is feeling like a permanent headache. I can still read and think, but, again, it is a drag on me - a burden I could do without.

My Life

Nov. 7th, 2015 06:52 pm
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As urgently as ever, I find myself asking the old question: is there something better that I can be doing with my life? Is there something else that I can read that would be more fulfilling? Is there something else that I can write that would be more satisfying? And I think I am reaching the point when I realize that I am asking the wrong question. There is nothing that I can do that will be very fulfilling or satisfying. I must stop whipping myself with that question. I just need to zen-out more and take in the moment and what life I am allowed to live. I have the best day-to-day routine that I can come up with, I believe. I should just make the best of it. I am content with it, for as long as it can last.

Sugar

Nov. 7th, 2015 08:25 pm
monk222: (Effulgent Days)
"Wow, it's almost 2016 and I still haven't friendzoned a niceguy yet this year."

-- Sugar

Well, sadly, sexual charm does not last well with the years and decades. Ah, but when you were twenty-two ... my god!

Yeah, yeah, I checked on Sugar's Twitter. Sue me! I trust it won't happen again, at least not for many months and months. I cannot let this be an addiction. I can control it, man! I can do it this time, Really! Trust me!

I don't know, Monk. The joke might be on you. It might be that she has not friendzoned anyone lately because she is happy to gratify almost all comers, while she still does possess some of the rosy bloom of sexy youth. Women in their thirties tend to become less coquettish and less finicky.

Could be. She never was a prude.

I cannot believe you still moon over her.

Well, given how empty my life is, there are only so many targets on which to place my dreams, my lusts. It's not so bad now, after all these years. Moreover, when I do get mopey over her, I just have to think about what she has done to her arms, and to more of her body, with all those tattoos. To think of all that wonderful white skin being turned into a sort of wall for so much graffiti and scribbles. I imagine that kissing and licking that skin would taste like spray paint.

Does that help you to feel better?

A little bit.

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