PolluxStL

Ever notice how much I tend to write in blogs in the fall?  Being depressed makes me talkative, apparently.

Greg is at his first performance of "A Raisin In The Sun" at the Ivory Theatre with Unity, so I ran out here to check out a coffee shop called "Shameless Grounds."  I think it's supposed to be a kinky coffee shop, and I'm pretty sure my Barista is a ftm transexual... and kinda cute, too.

One of my latest endeavors has been to find a "Sir."  As in a leather Sir.  Having had a taste of what it could be like with Sir Mike Lunter, I think it would be good for me.  i have chatted with a few Sirs online, one of whom I have pissed off, one of whom doesn't really interest me, and a third whom i am actually interested in meeting.  I tend to piss people off lately, or they tend to piss me off.  Whatever.  It's been difficult to make friends who are as eager to meet and make friends as I am.

Shawn tried to put me in a chastity device, but... well, suffice it to say I took it off.  It was very uncomfortable.  He's been trying to help keep me motivated, but I'm leery of it somehow.  I think that deep down I am afraid he is trying to be the "Sir" I think I need, and I know he can't be.  I appreciate his efforts, though.

My doc did up my antidepressants, though.  I am hoping that this will help give me a bit of a jump-start.  We're also down a roommate, so money tight and that never helps my mood, but it does mean that there is plenty of work to do around the house.  Unfortunately it doesn't really sound like much fun to do.

This post is just going to ramble, I think.  Diarrhea of thought.  I want to write more, and Angela has given me some ideas on that.  I also wouldn't mind learning more about the hard and software of Android phones, but I haven't had much luck there.  I hard bricked my Samsung Vitality.  So sad...  As always, I should be working out more, and I should be going to yoga classes.  I don't know why I resist going to yoga classes as I do when I enjoy them so much and they make me feel so much better.  Self destructive tendencies, I guess.  I need more money, and I'm trying to figure out where to get it.  Shawn thinks I should start dog sitting and dog walking for people, and a dog training class doesn't sound like such a bad idea.  Photography has always been a back-burner interest, too.  Sci fi is usually fun, and I'm listening to an audio book of "Stranger In A Strange Land," which is oddly progressive and oddly sexist and old-fashioned at the same time.  Not sure I grok it.  *grin*

So... yeah.  I need a plan to do something.  ANYTHING.  Anything at all that I would like.