Valentine's Day Massacre

Not a very lovely title I guess but my special lady and I do not really celebrate Valentine's Day too much. Mainly we use our birthday's as that special day to celebrate each other. It seems a bit more personal and less corporate. Besides, we have both always loved "bucking the system" so to speak and moving in the opposite direction as the masses. I know, little rebels huh.

We did go out to lunch today so I guess we can say that we had a "Valentine's Day" lunch. Yeah, let's just say that because I don't want to be accused of being a Valentine scrooge.

Hehe.

Anyway, we went to this little Creole cafe in the city where Lori works and it was one of the best lunches I've had in awhile. I had the crawfish etoufee and even some beignets! It really was just as good as they cook it up in the Big Easy.

Went to get the car washed and it was so goddamn dirty that it STILL looks dirty after running it through the washing toaster oven (don't they look kind of like a toaster/toaster oven???). Anyway, a funny thing about the car wash is that I freak out when I'm in there. With the soap all obscuring the windows I get paranoid that some dood with a gun would walk up to my car window and blow my brains out all over my nice, black VW Beetle interior (Oh yeah and the gun has a silencer attached because apparently in my delusions I'm the sort of person one would need a silencer to kill. It must be all my personal knowledge about the Illuminati. Hmmm. I starting to really think that this working as a government agent would not be in keeping with good mental health or following psychic warnings).

Not sure what's going on with the job/school/disability front. My therapist today said that I should NOT be in the workplace and should file for disability ASAP. So, I am probably going to go that route since I am just EXHAUSTED with trying to make my scrambled egg brain work in the normal channels. I really like the idea of being a foreign service officer for the state department but then again I would hate to get all the way out to some place like Saudi Arabia and have a total fucking mental break down.

Listening again to Sasha but this time it is his Global Undergroud: San Francisco disc 2. Good shiver sending shit as ushh. Especially towards the end of the mix. Around the 57 minute mark is just gets raw. Jumps right down your throat and forces your body to bounce a bit. I've also really been getting back into Bob lately.

You: Bob who?
Me: BOB WHO?!?! Why, the ONE and ONLY BOB MARLEY!!!!

Yeah, I've got this rare double disc with a lot of early stuff that he did so I am going to burn a couple copies and hide the original under my mattress of something.

In closing, let me say this about V-day. I wish you all a very, Happy Valentine's Day but I also wish you a happy ever day that follows. May this Valentine's Day be the last V-day where we see starving, homeless people and the last V-day where we see war in this otherwise beautiful world. Let us all send out more love and peace throughout the year and reach each other in more ways. Keep touching souls and keep loving yourself. I am so happy to have all of you as my friends and I want all of you to know that I love each and everyone of you with all of my heart.

I wish you nothing but the best.

Thanks for always being there for me.

Love,
James

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