My Bipolar Journal - Episode 182

My Bipolar Journal – Episode 182

March 3, 2008

So, I am just hoping upon hope that this is the end of winter. This weather makes me so much happier. I know it’s not completely miraculous outside still, but I’ve turned off my heat, opened up a window and praise the Lord, I’m sleeveless. It’s starting to get a bit chilly out now and the window will have to be closed at some point, but I love the sounds outside when the window is open and even though the breeze is almost too cold to handle, I can’t bring myself to close it.

I finally bought the little $5 cord that goes from my iPod to my stereo and I’m currently listening to The Dreaming, whom I recently found out after discovering them that their singer is one Mr. Christopher Hall of Stabbing Westward. Sometimes I feel like the only active Stabbing Westward fan left. A lot of people are fans, but not too many own anything besides Wither, Blister, Burn and Peel (if they haven’t sold it to a used CD store) or still rock out to it in their car on a regular basis. I love it when I find things out backwards. I’m glad I liked the band and then found out he was the singer. I’m also happy that they’ll be playing at The Mad Frog on Sunday. I will be happy and bouncy and taking pictures of one of my heroes. I’m also happy to announce that The Dreaming still has many Stabbing Westward qualities, yet rock out a bit more in a straight forward manner. I couldn’t be happier.

I spent a lot of time at Target today, which is a bit odd for me. I bought a CD holder, which I’m sad to find out doesn’t hold completely all of my CD’s still, however, I don’t have a mass pile on top of partially organized CD’s any longer and that’s a very, very good thing. Everything is back in its alphabetical order and makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something. I still can’t find a spindle of CD’s that I know is close by somewhere, but I’ve gotten a bit closer to the cause. My anal retentiveness shall once again be validated.

I also purchased the TV series “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia”. My darling best friend turned me on to this show and it’s quite lovely. If you ever want to see me encompassed into a short, fat, male character, check out Danny DeVito’s character in this show. He’s brilliant and says everything I would say if my life were this show. Sometimes, my life is this show.

The new Kim Harrison book is out and the new Vikki Petterson book has a release date.

I’ve told You off and feel like I’ve done so in a quite successful manner. It’s ok. I know I’ll still be able to fuck You when you come back and maybe I’ll do so just to try to prove to You who You really are, although You still won’t believe me. It’s ok though because now everyone knows how limited You are to truthfulness and being a genuine person. It’s always weird that we’re the last people to figure out who we really are.

I’m getting laid Friday. That will be quite lovely.

I’m getting my tires rotated and aligned tomorrow. That will make my car much more enjoyable and less nerve-racking on my impending trip to Nashville/Clarksville that I currently have planned for two weekends from now.

My rent is paid; I have a little cash again, although I still have a lot to pay for.

The heat is off and my window is open.