I don't remember exactly when, but over the years I've developed a strange compulsion with washing my body. It's not that I'm dirty, I just have to take a shower some times.

It's mostly a night time thing. I have the dreaded sleep apnea thing. It causes me to wake up several times a night. And usually when I wake up, I feel this overpowering urge to take a shower. So I go to the bathroom, turn on the shower, and handle business. On a good night, this happens once or twice. O a bad night I can be found in the shower up to 6 or 7 times!

Oh well, I don't know why, but it is what it is. I'm just returning from a shower now. I guess I'll get back in the bed and try to sleep some more. Longer letter later.

Mr. Big

It seems that in my life I have the unique ability to be able to help people. Ability may the wrong word. Capacity may be more accurate. I'm a giving person by nature. I don't know why. If I can do something to help people out, I do. More times than not it usually ends up being at my own inconvience (there's that word again). Here's an example: If someone needs a ride, I'll give them one. Even though I'm on my way somewhere, and only have a few minutes to spare. Inevitably, this person will have an agenda of thier own and a simple ride turns into a cross country trek somewhere. Being that I'm the nice guy I am, I do it, make myself late for where I'm going, and then the person doesn't even have two pennies to rub together to offer for the half tank of gas I just used.

Things like this happen to me more often than I'd like to admit. A lot more. Why do good people get shit on? They say nice people finish last. I don't believe that. I don't think they finish at all. Why? We probabaly gave someone our car to use when theirs was fucked up, and therefore have no way to run the race anyway.

I'm using my heartbreak as fuel to be more aggressive. I find it easier to say no to people. 'Do you have a quarter?' Yes, I do have a quarter. If your broke ass got a job, you would have one too! And what gives you the fucking nerve to even ask me the contents of my wallet? You nosey bastard! Oops, sorry Mom. I was just being assertive. I believe she may have knocked me out, because I don't remember much after that. And I'm wondering where several of my teeth are. And how her tennis shoe got where it's sticking out from is a complete mystery...

Enough of this. I've got to blogsurf and see what my peeps are up to. I see noone was really in the chat room this weekend. I hope to see you this week. I"ve got some interesting things to discuss. If I don't see you there, look for them here.

Mr. Big

My icon just updated itself on my blog. Is the fat dancing baby freaking anyone else out? I thought it was cool at first, but it's become a bit disturbing. Holla back.

Mr. Big

If you've listened to the radio for more than ten minutes lately, you've probably heard this song. I don't know the name of it of course, but the hook is stuck in my head. The end part of it is: 'so why can't I turn off the radio?' I hate this song! It annoys every fiber of my being. Why? Because it's true!

I've been going through some relationship stress lately. Not exactly a newsflash, I know. But even if I wasn't, I actually like depressing love songs. They seem to say exactly what is on my mind. Where do these people find the words? I wish I knew. It seems that there is a love song for every stage of your relationship. It kills me. Here's a short list of what is in heavy rotation in my stereo right now.

'cause I love you - Lenny Williams

I don't ever want to see you again - Uncle Sam

I hate you - Prince

Get gone - Ideal

Love - Musiq

Doin' just fine - Boyz II Men

If you're into such things, download these songs. Or if you prefer, I'll send them to you via instant messenger. Powerful shit here. Not to be used by amatuers! There's a few more, but this is the meat and potatoes of it all.

Was this post really about nothing? I've got to get out of this slump. I don't even enjoy reading my own shit. Love stinks.

Mr. Big

In the state of Washington there is a law against having sex with a virgin under any circumstances (including the wedding night).

Unmarried adults in Arizona who decide to fool around a little are committing a serious felony! Anyone single, man or woman, caught having sex can be sent to the penitentiary for three full years.

Buckfield, Maine, has a rather unusual law regarding cab drivers and sex. The legislation declares that no taxi driver "will be allowed" to charge a fare to any passenger who gives him sexual favors" in return for a ride home from a nightclub or other "establishment which serves alcoholic beverages," or any "place of business" selling liquor.

Connecticut still retains an old law forbidding any kind of "private sexual behavior between consenting adults." This odd law makes absolutely no distinction between married and single couples. Is such a law an indication that Connecticut citizens should "do their thing" in public?

The only acceptable sexual position in Washington, D.C. is the missionary position. Any other sexual position is considered illegal.

Mr. Big