Said it once before, but it bears repeating

Just said this to jackbabalon23, but it applies universally:

"Ever have one of those weeks when you feel like what's left of your brains-- the really resilient neurons that you haven't yet managed to kill off through intoxication, sneezing, or holding your breath until you turn blue-- have just decided to decamp and are now leaving via your left ear? 'Cause I am."

In my natural state I respond to stress with dissipation. By which I mean to say that usually in these situations I want a stiff drink, or a good hard f*ck, or a hit of acid, or a clove cigarette, or some honey and cinnamon ice cream or to cook something that involves setting the food on fire, or something. Not at the moment though. At the moment, I don't want anything, I just want to get the jobs done, and that's perplexing.

More Dionysios please!

EDIT: Have switched to the traditional holiday default icon, that seems to help a bit. Also, Santa party on Saturday!

Said it once before, but it bears repeating

Just said this to jackbabalon23, but it applies universally:

"Ever have one of those weeks when you feel like what's left of your brains-- the really resilient neurons that you haven't yet managed to kill off through intoxication, sneezing, or holding your breath until you turn blue-- have just decided to decamp and are now leaving via your left ear? 'Cause I am."

In my natural state I respond to stress with dissipation. By which I mean to say that usually in these situations I want a stiff drink, or a good hard f*ck, or a hit of acid, or a clove cigarette, or some honey and cinnamon ice cream or to cook something that involves setting the food on fire, or something. Not at the moment though. At the moment, I don't want anything, I just want to get the jobs done, and that's perplexing.

More Dionysios please!

EDIT: Have switched to the traditional holiday default icon, that seems to help a bit. Also, Santa party on Saturday!

Sure, why not. Everybody likes to like people, no?

Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one of a lot of reason[s] why I like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.

Sure, why not. Everybody likes to like people, no?

Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one of a lot of reason[s] why I like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.

Speaking of transvestites

It occurred to me this morning as I was driving to work putting on makeup (I don't normally wear makeup, but when I do, I apply it while driving. Sorry.) that my perception of my own gender has now officially wandered far enough that it is somehow kinky for me to wear makeup. Not sure where that's going, or what it means, but hey. It makes me feel like I'm somehow better looking, so I think that's okay.

Fucking weird.

Speaking of transvestites

It occurred to me this morning as I was driving to work putting on makeup (I don't normally wear makeup, but when I do, I apply it while driving. Sorry.) that my perception of my own gender has now officially wandered far enough that it is somehow kinky for me to wear makeup. Not sure where that's going, or what it means, but hey. It makes me feel like I'm somehow better looking, so I think that's okay.

Fucking weird.