Monday, December 22, 2008

A certain friend of mine

is constantly imploring me to advise him on what to say about stuff, or how to reply to things like text messages and emails. It drives me crazy because I do not want to tell you what to say about any situation, just handle your own situation, you know? He says it's becuase I'm a literary person, which is hilarious -- as if a text message, for example, is a literary work. A lot of times these requests for how to reply to men of interest, which why would anyone want to what *I* would say to a love interest? Because clearly whatever I say to a hot man makes him VANISH INTO THIN AIR.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Dream a Little Dream

Hello The Butch Stroll readers. Hello? Anybody out there? ....Is this thing on?

I'm in NYC this week. I get around. Here is a list of my recurring dreams. They pretty much recurr on a cycle, as in, number one one night, then number two the next, and so on.
In dream number one, I am being chased by some violent force, and I manage to find a getaway car that in dreamworld has the keys in it! Momentarily relieved, I then realize that the car has a manual transmission which I never learned to drive. I have now wasted time running and my persuer is gaining on me as I return to a state of panic.

Dream two: I am falling from a very high undetermined point, falling, falling, falling...

Dream three: I am afflicted with heinous bloody sores over my entire body.

Dream four: I am in a room infested with various insects, all of which are growing larger.

Paging Dr. Freud...anything? Anything?

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Skynet came online December 1, 2008 at 7:35 PM

I'm moved in. More or less.

Finally got the main computer hooked up. How I've missed her!

I'm going to Bulgaria -- BULGARIA!!-- Wednesday. I've been reading the State Department reports...interesting...nothing worse than I've ran into before I'm sure.

Then I'm going to New York on the 9th.

I'll be back to bloggin' soon. Taking control of one's life is a lot of work you know.