[additional stuff]: it always scares me to see a seek therapy journal entry the morning after a drunken rampage; this morning was no exception. I first saw the email alert, then tried to recall what Id been thinking (hence: posted) last night. well, its only a lyric from a song I really dig. I had 'ole B. Joel cranking pretty much all night, singing right along with him...and some of you know I dont sing too awfully well. 'specially when Im doing the 3-sheet-to-the-wind groove. Imagine, if you will, me and a very drunk Vickey hoping around the livingroom screaming butchahadda be a big shot, didncha and cath-o-lic girls start much too late, using a broomstick as a makeshift mike stand and playing air piano.

what started out as a pleasant evening @ my sister's 60th birthday party [damn she's old...and Im gonna be old next, I reckon] ended-up a blurry evening of fun...even managed to blow money I aint got on the gambling machines [I love Caveman Keno].
worked a long-ass day yesterday, took a quick powernap, then went to sis' party...and oddly enough, for as dry a family as the McGee's are (me & my brother are the only imbibers in the lot) there was several cans of beer in the cooler under the diet pepsi and beside the caffeine-free 7-up. I had a few sippy-poos after dinner (chicken, ribs, baked beans, several types of salad, and enough sweets to kill someone) then after the party was the gambling, then back here to square one, where there was a boatload of beer in the fridge. and, seeing as how Im almost a teetotaler nowadays, the effects of the beer was extreme. musta been extreme: I woke-up in the chair fully dressed as opposed to setting the matress on the floor, putting-on my sleepypants, and crashing-out my usual way.

then I slept til 10:30--which is a new world record for me; I never sleep past seven in the morning.

and even now, even with the pain medication (and fifth cup of joe and prolly twentieth ciggy), Im still a bit ragged around the edges.

although I hope not, I believe some of today's plans are nixed. was gonna dress-up the yard [early, before the heat set in], then me and a bud were to install a pocket door later today. that part--the door--will happen cuz I like money, and installing a pocket door = money. its the jungle-esque driveway that bothers me. theres shit from winter out there, wood I need to stock downstairs for this upcoming heating season, and tools and a lazyboy recliner under a tarp and a load [or two] of shingles torn off a roof this spring and other such crazy things that Im sick of looking at. but...funny how a hangover changes whats important. the driveway was top priority all week. I took a day off my regular job just for that reason. now, looking out of bloodshot eyes, processing information with a hurting brain, listening to my inner voice thats joined in a bad harmony by a slight ringing--from loud music--, I just feel that the driveway isnt all that bad right now. I believe it can wait another day or two or three.

oh well, fuck it is what I say. maybe I can sweet-talk some english girl into stopping by and cleaning it.

so anyway, heres a song for ya. hope you enjoy it......



[even more [and much later) additional stuff] forgot to make this commentable...had that shut-off lastnight for some reason...so now its back on...sheesh...what a weiner, eh?












Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and
Show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of the stranger
But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it, why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid t try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil
And he isn't always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You'll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along.

.........................................cool, eh?