GaryK

IF you can find what you're looking for than you're a neat freak in an odd sense of the word.

It's not always easy to guesstimate how long to wait will be. I've had visits I thought would be brief only to have them last an hour or more. Conversely, I've had visits I was certain would take a long time only to be finished in mere minutes. I think it all depends on what the doctor finds during the examination. With entertainment parks the length of a ride is a given. Multiply the know time by the number of people in line and the estimate is fairly accurate. When it comes to tech support the estimated wait times depend on how dense the techie or the customer is. Wait times are notoriously inaccurate. Yeah, I love that one. This will only hurt a little bit. Then they stick a large diameter IV needle in my hand and I scream like a little wuss. Bastards. I'd prefer honesty so I can prepare myself for what's about to happen.

If I'm the top, yeah, I handle anal really well! How do you ever find anything?

No doubt the skeletal remains are buried somewhere in the trash heap that passes for your humble abode!

Regarding cliffhangers.

Everything has a place and everything should be in its place. That's what works for me cause I'm so absent-minded I'd never find anything if it weren't where it belongs. Give it any name you choose. Yes, I do count OCD amongst my numerous mental disorders.

Oh please! How goatible do you think we are? Seems reasonable on the surface. But then we know how the goat can be! We've got to wait until Chapter 34 to find out what happens? Damn, if that's not a cliffhanger then you're not a goat. And we all know you're a goat!

Jules is cute, but on the cusp of being handsome. He's very athletic and a world class paintball player. It's hard to believe he's the baby of the family because his slightly older brother, Tony, looks younger than Jules and absolutely fits the definition of cute! Here's a little teaser... they both spend their workdays on poles! I would give anything to obtain a magic potion that would make the oldest brother, Jack, Jr. (aka Jackito) gay!

Having spent four years attending college where you live I can attest to the joy that heralds the end of winter!

All my sister wanted during both pregnancies were salt & vinegar potato chips. I'm not sure she ate anything else for each nine month gestation period. Tim, are you trying to let us know you're pregnant?

I'm sure Jules would love to join you on the beach. And other places too!

Here's something to keep in mind. Miami (Hollywood actually, but it's all one big beach) is a haven for fat Canadians with skin as white as ghosts who like to wander around in Speedos.

Lubrication.

Can we start a thread about grief? I'm grieving because spring is here which means it's hot as you know where outside. The grass is always green down here. It's amazing what green paint can do to enhance the image of the Sun and Fun Capital of the World!

Therapy is a waste of time and money. I've been in therapy since I was about 6-7 years old and I'm still just as nuts now as I was then. The only thing that's made a difference has been my journal and psymeds.

The solution is quite simple, albeit a bit harsh. Kill any author who writes cliffhangers. Although I really would like to see LTMP concluded before we enact this new rule. I've decided to celebrate the invention of a potion that will stimulate CJ's brain to write faster!

And this is news because??? I'm not celebrating anything because the grocery store was closed and there was no sign indicating it would be closed. On the other hand I suppose I am celebrating because the local Sleazy Market was open. The only thing that's safe to buy there is stuff that's been hermetically seal prior to entering the store.

The rug or the therapy?

I have an ongoing series of my own style of poems in eFiction. They're all four lines. The first and third lines have four words in them. The second and fourth lines all have five lines in them. My inspiration was loosely based on the the title of the song, "I Took a Walk" by Shawn Phillips. While the poems in no way have anything to do with the song I happened to like the idea of writing down my thoughts while taking a walk. While walking things happen and thoughts enter my mind. This is my way of recording those things and thoughts for posterity.

Jeffrey Dahmer is dead. Can you consort with spirits? If so there's a few I'd like you to pass some messages along to. Thanks.

I'm downloading this from Amazon right now corvus. Thanks. Tim, I'll sample some of the suggestions you provided when I wake up. I'm sure a few of them will appeal to me.

Last night I listened to one of my favorite weekly podcasts, net@night. One of the issues they discussed was how many of the brands we think of as being of the back to nature, organic and healthy variety are actually owned by the major food corporations. Kashi = Kellog's Celestial Seasonings = Heinz Muir Glen Organic Tomatoes = General Mills Boca Food Soy Burgers = Kraft Odwalla Juices = CocaCola Morningstar Farms = Kellog's WestSoy = Heinz Yeah, go read it. There's a link to it in my sig. And prepare to have your heart ripped out and then get sucker-punched. Still, it's well worth every minute it'll take you to read it.

Sometimes the pain is purely emotional and borne of the frustration from just sitting there expecting "any moment" to be the next time to door that keeps you contained in the waiting room opens only to find that someone is leaving or someone else is being called in. Especially when that someone else arrived after I did.

Yes, of course it's affected by dietary habit. That's why I emphasized you need to appreciate your body in order to know what it needs as opposed to what you want.

Pardon my odd sense of humor. I don't see much difference between allowing guys to run around the park having sex and letting dogs run around the park without a leash. Both need to be on leashes!