Sunday, May 17, 2009


Maybe my meds are fucking up again. More like all that homeless shit is backing up on me again. Yeah all that happy shit has backed up.

I just want to be left alone.

I'm too figg'n old for all this excitment,..ya know.


Anonymous said...

Hi sid you know I worry about you at times when you are in one of your down moods remember things always get better and god is with you so dont worry if you are down think of something to do or go hell get a rent boy but have a good time

Anonymous said...

I agree with Anonymous, Sid. One of the little mottos I learnerd doing 12 step work is "This too shall pass." Any shit you are going through is temporary.

Do what you gotta to get through...Cream puffs with real whipped cream, imported chocolates, a nice steak, wine or an aged brandy...a day trip to Coney Island or out of the city. Certain novels, collections of photographs or movies...whatever. As far as rent boys go, do such animals still exist in the Big Apple? If nothing else, a good session with John Hancock or Han Solo gets you away for a little while.

Just do what ya' gotta to take care of yourself. Your comrades in the great Soviet collective of Cow Hampshire are concerned for your welfare, and salute you!

Mr. Chips