Those of you in the know, are aware that I stopped taking meds over three years ago. Nothing for pain, sugar, high BP or that niggling little thing in my head that causes headaches sometimes. For the most part I feel infinitely better because the meds I was on always seemed to make me sick. Well tonight, even though the kidney or UTI is clearing up on its own, my hip is a brutal bitch of razor blades soaked in alcohol and I have caught a hellish cold. I am about to douse my soul with original Green Death NyQuil and hope I wake up...refreshed and rested.
For those of you who were with me about 18 years ago when I tried to "Rip Van Winkle" through the first girl I ever fell for getting married to her high school sweetheart by drinking two huge bottles of NyQuill and going to sleep in December with the window open and the window fan on high...don't worry this isn't like that. I am sick and fucking whiny and wanted to tell the world.
By the way, Stacie and Alex, if you guys read this, I am really sorry for being that fucking dumb 19 year old retard and putting you guys through that. Thanks for sticking around. I think I invented EMO that night...I am really sorry to the world for that too.
If you haven't heard from me by Christmas, someone call Joe and Sarah and tell them to check on me, that smell might be the comatose fat man in the Alabama Room.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
All I want for Christmas
In a totally random and somewhat odd move for me I am asking for a Christmas gift this year. Normally I like to stay away from Christmas gifts, with exception those to my Parents and My Brother and Sister-in-Law (don't worry guys I am sure the gift cards and meals will still be forthcoming). However this year I will be treating myself to a brand new scanner and printer to finally take care of all those fantastic old photos we found in my Grandfather's home, and that has lead me to the idea of what I really would love to have.
You see in the end of this month and start of January, I will be leaving the comfort of Joe and Sarah's home and moving back into my own little apartment. Being as it seems I am to be cursed with so many good looks, cooking talent and so much raw personalty as to frighten every woman away from me thus leaving me destined to the simple bachelor life. I would like reminders of all of the people out there who do care for me. So, my idea is this...I would like all of you to send me a photograph. Be it of you alone or with your family, formal, casual or whatever. I would like to turn the walls and spaces of my little future bachelor pad into a museum of my life.
It doesn't need to be framed, I'll frame them all before I put them up, it doesn't really even have to be a physical photo, email me me a picture and I'll print it and take care of it myself. I only ask that no matter how you send it to me you include the names of everyone in the shot, ages and the date. One of the most heartbreaking things ever for me was going through all my Grandfather's memories and finding so many pictures with no names or dates and knowing that the last person who could have told me who they all were has just left this life.
I will even offer to break out the old Minolta, dust it off and shoot you myself if you want,and are close enough. That's how important this is to me. I loved photography more than anything at one point in my life, until I ruined it by making it a job instead of keeping it my art and joy. I haven't done a serious shoot in well over 10 years now, but I will fill rolls of film if I have to.
Even though I don't plan to die anytime soon, I want to be sure I leave a box full of memories behind me ...and I want names to go with those faces.
Jeffrey Works
113 S. Charity ln. or jworks@worksrecruiting.com
Warner Robins, Ga 31088
You see in the end of this month and start of January, I will be leaving the comfort of Joe and Sarah's home and moving back into my own little apartment. Being as it seems I am to be cursed with so many good looks, cooking talent and so much raw personalty as to frighten every woman away from me thus leaving me destined to the simple bachelor life. I would like reminders of all of the people out there who do care for me. So, my idea is this...I would like all of you to send me a photograph. Be it of you alone or with your family, formal, casual or whatever. I would like to turn the walls and spaces of my little future bachelor pad into a museum of my life.
It doesn't need to be framed, I'll frame them all before I put them up, it doesn't really even have to be a physical photo, email me me a picture and I'll print it and take care of it myself. I only ask that no matter how you send it to me you include the names of everyone in the shot, ages and the date. One of the most heartbreaking things ever for me was going through all my Grandfather's memories and finding so many pictures with no names or dates and knowing that the last person who could have told me who they all were has just left this life.
I will even offer to break out the old Minolta, dust it off and shoot you myself if you want,and are close enough. That's how important this is to me. I loved photography more than anything at one point in my life, until I ruined it by making it a job instead of keeping it my art and joy. I haven't done a serious shoot in well over 10 years now, but I will fill rolls of film if I have to.
Even though I don't plan to die anytime soon, I want to be sure I leave a box full of memories behind me ...and I want names to go with those faces.
Jeffrey Works
113 S. Charity ln. or jworks@worksrecruiting.com
Warner Robins, Ga 31088
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