So, I’ve been reading a lot about different things. I can’t help but to look something up that I’ve always wondered about. I guess that also stems from the amount of free time I have on my hands at any given moment. When I get back home, I plan to change all of that in a very drastic way. I can’t do this anymore and the main reason I do it now is because I can’t stand this state or the people who ravage the lands. It’s ridiculous really. You know, I understand I’ve got stretched earlobes, scars and tattoo’s but does that mean you have to constantly stare at me? Do I stare at you, with your two amputated legs, when you’re rolling by me? Do I pass any sort of judgement on you? It’s no different. For all anyone knows, he lost his legs in a bad car accident while driving drunk. If that’s the case, well it’s his own fault. Someone like that should know that it’s not polite to gawk and point. That’s not the only instance, but the best one for me to talk about. It’s not that I don’t expect it, like I said. I just don’t understand why people are so rude. When I’m rude, I’m just some freak asshole with big ears. When they’re rude, they’re outstanding citizens working for a better tomorrow. Give me a break! Brake me off a piece of that Kit-Kat Bar!
Either way, I don’t even care anymore. Take me home, country road, to the place I belong! Marie Antoinette is on right now. I’ve never watched it in it’s entirety. In other news, I have to downsize my ears back to 1-3/4″ until I get some lighter plugs or eyelets. The ones I have are just a bit too heavy for my ears. I may end up having to stick with eyelets even though I don’t like them. Maybe some of the woods would be light enough. I had some Honduran Rosewood plugs once, they were pretty heavy but I don’t think they were as heavy as the ones I have now. Maybe if I get some Raintree solids…
I dunno, I’ll just stick with eyelets instead of wasting money. I’ve got to figure out a way to make my right lobe a bit thicker. I’m doing everything I can. The dog ripping my ear apart has made complications in stretching. It’s just very, very thin. I feel as though it’s getting a bit thicker though. It’s just with all the extra weight of the heavier plugs, it just keeps stretching and getting thinner. I’ll figure something out…. I’m sure no one is the least bit interested in any of this.
Today was a decent day. I was able to talk to someone I wasn’t able to for so long. I don’t know where any of it will go, but either way it makes me happy. He was supposed to call me back at some point in time but never did. It doesn’t bother me, but there’s a lot to say. We’ve been great friends since early childhood. A lot has happened to the both of us in the last 4 years and it would be nice to catch up. There will be time to do so, he’s a busy guy now. I’m still not sure what to think though… I don’t necessarily want to be in a relationship with him, I just want the friendship we had for so long. Which, we’ve had even after we stopped dating. It happens like that, great friends become lovers then realize they’re better off as friends. This is our case at least. We still did everything together and were still better than brothers. The occasional hanky panky was still there. Hah! It was equally as nice to talk to his mother, Reese. She’s a great woman. I have so many memories as a kid where it was Sean, Reese, his mothers friend and I riding to the beach. His mom was always smoking a joint. We were always going to Cocoa or Daytona. Most of the time we were on a very secluded part of the beach. I think they always knew we were gay because they always tanned topless! So many fond memories that I could go on and on about but I’m not sure anyone is that interested.
I can’t stop smiling right now though. His Dad always took us to see wrestling matches and as we got older to concerts. There was also a story of me peeing on his mother when I was a baby and she was watching us for my mother and her ex-husband. Yes, we go back that far… This has made my journey to Florida that much more important. I’ve found several old friends that because of me, we have lost contact. I don’t guess I should blame it all on me. Most of the girls I know married the guys I know and now they have kids. I know how hard it must be to be a mother and try and stay in contact with someone who has moved so much in the last 4 years. That person is me, by the way! I’m very happy, I can’t say it enough.
We may be leaving for Florida sooner than expected. I talked to my grandparents and they’re just needing physical help. My grandmother has been disabled my entire life and she’s always called me, “Legs” because I’ve always been her legs. She was born breached and her hips never quite developed along with her knee caps. Although, she has artificial hips and knee caps, they still don’t work like the normal, physically able persons. Her knees don’t bend whatsoever and her hips only give her limited mobility. My grandfather has had some medical problems that have affected his mobility greatly. He went from a hard working, physically fit man in the construction business to doing what he can and usually regretting it later. I’m just glad they don’t have to work anymore. They’re nicely set and I’m happy… Although, they do bring up “problems” with money. I think they’re more worried about leaving the family with money. My only concern is their well being. I know for a fact they will not worry and nor will my mother and I. We’re the only two in the will. They’ve always made sure we have whatever we want or need. I’m fortunate, I really am.
I think I’ve said enough for the time being. Ciao!
