Things that make ya go Umm or is it Urgh

Thinkin' of changed the address and not tellin' anyone.  Or maybe just making it private.  It seems that more and more people are reading it and I seem to be slipping into strange ground.

Now anyone that has known me for any length of time knows that I have verbal diarrhea and sooner or later you'll hear what's in the Blog anyway.. So sod it!  *grin*

The neighbors jumped me again last night, at least he did, I only dream..  Err, anyway he asked me why I keep dissing his card parties on Sunday nights.  What the hell was I supposed to say?  That Sundays are my veggie day?  That I don't really like people?  That I'm afraid that if I start playing cards that I could go loopy?  *Shrug*  I should just go over to meet there friends, there might be women.

Why the hell am I doing that?!  It's been bloody ages, so why am I just now suddenly all rabid and salivating over getting a women?  ("Patience, it'll come in time, if ya rush it you'll end up with nastiness.  It's like choosing a book.  You don't want your first one after a long break to be a bad one or you'll wait twice as long picking up another one")  Ahh wise words.  It's just frustrating.  I wish I knew why the "voice" kept popping in, is it Lews do ya think?

So watched National Treasure lastnight in an attempt to distract myself from accidentally wandering into a certain bar about 10 blocks from my bar where Fomudder was playing darts last night.  He knows every bar in the area but he just happens to ask me where this one is yesterday over lunch.  Was it coincidence that the X plays on the same team?  It was touch and go for a while, I almost did go, just to 'see how she's doing', yeah right and if I had I'd be a wreck for the next week!