Duh

I think I must be the only person alive who has just had a Billy Idol epiphany at the age of 43...that "Dancing With Myself" is about masturbation. The things you learn listening to retro radio stations....I am a bit embarrassed.

I am notoriously behind the times in regards to music these days....sometimes it takes me 4+ yrs to hear a song that has long since gone stale and I am all excited b/c I actually like it...how things change....pre-child I was an unrivaled music aficionado...but those maternal hormones destroyed my brain...I have not been the same since. haha

I think back to the times when my brain functioned more clearly...I was still messed up but the reasons why seemed so transparent and obvious...now with years of experience and time to realize how much "gray" there is in life (as opposed to just black or white) I feel like nothing really makes sense. I have certainly lost my center and it is proving to be an arduous task finding it again.

My mother pissing me off so severely has been a great catalyst in my head...it is not even so much what BS she was blathering that fateful day on the phone - it's that I am sick of her (and others) thinking their opinions are fantastic...(believe it or not ppl your opinions are not gospel that we all clamor to hear - I am no exception to this rule) New rule...you do not get the pleasure of tearing me down if you have not taken the time in my life to build me up...no fair.

Tired of being pissed off at her all the time too...not sure wtf to do with all that rage...getting a little silly and old to let it keep fucking my life up...with my wonderful fall and winter well on the way my time is coming...sounds ominous doesn't it...?