The Inner Ramblings of the Insane!!!

You don't want to know my inner thoughts at present. Guess what!?!?! I ain't sharing!!! SO THERE!

The season is changing. It's suddenly dark. I hate that. Anyway, work has sucked. I haven't been getting home until 6:30 to 7:00 most nights... AND, I get nothing accomplished. Sigh.

Because I am rather crabby, I won't bore you with my inner ramblings generated in my insane mind. Instead, I present something that was sent to me that may or may not provide some entertainment.

IRISH BEER TROUBLESHOOTING GUIDE SYMPTOM CAUSE CORRECTIVE ACTION Feet cold and wet Glass Being held at incorrect angle. Rotate glass so that open end points toward ceiling Feet warm and wet Improper Bladder Control Stand next to nearest dog, complain about lack of house training Beer unusually pale and tasteless a. Glass empty. b. You're holding a Coors Lite Get someone to buy you another beer Opposite wall covered with fluorescent lights You have fallen over backward. Have yourself leashed to bar Mouth contains cigarette butts, back of head covered with ashes You have fallen forward See above Beer tasteless, front of your shirt is wet a. Mouth not open b. Glass applied to wrong part of face Retire to restroom, practice in mirror Floor Blurred You are looking through bottom of empty glass Get someone to buy you another beer Floor moving You are being carried out Find out if you are being taken to another bar Room seems unusually dark Bar has closed Confirm home address with bartender. If staff is gone, grab a six-pack to go and hit the nearest fire escape door. Run Taxi suddenly takes on colorful aspect and textures Beer consumption has exceeded personal limitations Cover mouth, open window, stick head outside Everyone looks up to you and smiles You are dancing on the table Fall on someone cushy-looking Beer is crystal-clear It's water! Somebody is trying to sober you up Punch him People are standing around urinals, talking or putting on makeup You're in the ladies' room Do not use urinal! Excuse yourself, exit and try the next door down the hall. Try to get phone numbers (optional) Hands hurt, nose hurts, mind unusually clear You have been in a fight Apologize to everyone you see, just in case it was them Don't recognize anyone, don't recognize the room you're in You've wandered into the wrong party See if they have free beer Your bedroom is painted gray, has a concrete floor and an interesting steel door. Toilet may be conveniently located next to your bunk a. You're in jail b. You're in the navy Sleep it off, you can always get out tomorrow. Don't talk to your new roommate, and under no circumstances sleep on your stomach You are dancing to a Village People song, and your partner is wearing leather chaps You're in a gay bar Keeping your back to the wall, edge toward nearest exit. Do not accept offers for backrubs Your singing sounds distorted The beer is too weak Have more beer until your voice improves Don't remember the words to the song Beer

Here are the lyrics to OVERKILL by Men-at-Work.... The lyrics are resonating with me lately.

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perahaps it's just my imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
It's just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

WHAT??? You don't care what lyrics are striking a chord with me lately??? Well, then... ... ummm.... I really can't help you. Go someplace else, for christsake. I can only do so much. I can only say so much. Listen here... Do you know how hard it is to just generate one once of creativity living the bullshit life I have been leading lately??? It's hard!!! I have to do this... that... this... that... that again... then more of this... after doing that... and over here I have to do that! I have been falling asleep on the couch lately... the moment I sit on it. I can't believe I am still awake. I can't believe I am even writing this! So, yeah,... creativity. Read the damn lyrics and have fun with the fucking joke thing! Yeah... So ... THERE!!!!

Have a nice day!!! :)