Wishing We Didn’t Care So Much.

One of our fatal flaws as humans is our tendency to care. Although a small percentage of the human race can not relate to that statement due to their lack of a heart or feeling/emotions of any kind, most of us find the care-factor to be a problem.

David, for instance, finds it very important (crucial to his existence) to not like someone more than they like him. Now you never know exactly how (or how much) someone likes you, but we are able to use our sixth sense to feel it out to some degree.

The problem comes in when we "like" with our hearts and not our heads. The Heart is deceitful above all things & Comfort is a bitch. It’s funny how both the lack of it (comfort), as well as the abundance of it, can paralyze you. And yes, I’m out of my mind (or at least heading that way) more often than not…but when my mind is up and running, it can do some killer damage to the world around it (in a good way).

Do I need therapy? Probably so, but I have managed to not down a whole bottle of Ambien yet (or do anything equally as glamorously pathetic)…so the future looks promising! :-)

For now, let’s take a shot in celebration of Hump Day. We’re one day closer to payday and the fabulous weekend that I have yet to plan!

Cheers…gulp…esophagus burn…NICE :-)

Disturbing Moment of the Day:
The new freight elevator guy (an older Latino brotha), when asked if he was hungry for some food I had leftover from a meeting, commenced to divulge that he was hungry for sex. This rhetoric was followed by multiple pelvic thrusts. Not okay, even in New York!