November 19, 2021

This is not about the weather

What the fuck is up with the weather in New York City? I AM NOT COMPLAINING about the beautiful, warm, more spring than fall like weather we had today, but I am quite concerned about the atmosphere. The times they are a changin'.

The times they are a changin'. Such is life. Constantly changin'. Even though we want to predict things, we can't predict things, like the weather. Still, we like to try to predict things, and we listen to/watch weather people to search for the answers that determine what we'll wear that day. We know they can't always predict what has probably been way to fucked up with human waste or other matter to predict, but still we listen in the hopes that we will not wear that warm, wool sweater on a hot, muggy day. Listen to this people: The weather will never go back to what it was, and what we have is all we can deal with NOW.

And I have a lot to deal with. And I am so fucking pumped and pschyed right now, that I don't know what to do first, except type in this blog, which is probably the last thing I should be doing.

On more personal notes:

I still don't know about MY fucking apartment. And I'm growing angry.

I'm going to New Mexico for New Years, thanks to the persistence of two amazing people. Then I am off to AVN. I actually went to this site first, because who(m)ever they are, they are damn clever people, and since I thought they were smart for buying the url avnexpo, I linked to them anyway.

At AVN, I am staying with a friend. Someone I met years ago in other parts of the same life, which is actually a great way to describe our relationship. Mysterious, yes, but I am such a drama queen really, and mystery is part of least in my book.

That..and I'm doing something I've wanted to do for a while, which is - start some big thing(s). I can't say more because I'm superstitious like that, but trust me on this one. Please.

Oh, and if you like penis, check this out.

And thank you.

Posted by jamye at November 19, 2021 04:02 PM