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What it look like good folk? Its me, ya favorite square blogger goin upside your head with some more of these here chronicles ya dig? I hope this blog finds all of you well. I'm sittin here after a hellacious jiu jitsu class...sore. But its all to the good...after 2 weeks of better eating and consistant excercise, I can say I've lost about 17 pounds. Good shit...lemme get a round of applause...thank you thank you you're too kind. I didn't have much to say today...just felt like getting at yall with some random shit I got on my mind, so lets get down to these chronicles...shall we?

1. Crotchless should be an option on all female clothing

2. I'm gonna find the muhfucka that puts the tv shows on the display flatscreens in Target. Everytime I'm in the electronics department, EVERY TV they have is playing highlights of the Steelers losing the SuperBowl.

3. I want some of the herb Beyonce was smoking when she said Fela Kuti is an inspiration for her music.

4. I need to check ESPN...I'm pretty sure I was traded to the Milwaukee Bucks today.

5. Speaking of the NBA...all you niggas need to understand...Jay Z doesn't make ANY decisions for the Nets.

6. I am disturbed by the number of females that think men give a fuck about eyelashes

7. I'm even more disturbed by the number of men that think women are attracted to arched eyebrows.

8. I still aspire to be famous enough to be a guest star on the Simpsons

9. I miss eating french fries more than I miss drinking beer

10. How come none of the "Basketball Wives" are married

11. When is Jennifer Hudson gonna admit to having a gastric bypass and an eating disorder?

11. Fantasia and Keyshia Cole should combine their reality shows and title it "Countdown Til These Bitches Go Broke"

12. What is Lafleur Lafleur Eshkoshka

13. There should be a breakfast cereal based on Brownies.

14. Ben Affleck should be beaten for ruining the book The Town the way he did

15. For the first time in years I don't feel like I'm gaming enough

16. Standing at the work printer and having your phone go off with the ringtone "City Wit No Hoes" by Max B is the definition of wavy

17. What is your porn name?

18. I'm Out.....

Nowhere...Nothing

What it look like good folk? Its ya main square Dr. Steezenstein...at your service. I'm currently getting over some flu like ailment that completely ruined my Valentines plans. Ah well, I'm here now. Hope all yall have been well since we last spoke. Yo...how about Uncle Sam took my income tax return. LOL...yeah the student loan issue finally caught up. Oddly enough I'm not really givin a fuck about that. Maybe I will later...but not now. But lets get on to this here blog...shall we?

Well family, this edition of the chronicles finds your old host in a bit of an emotional pickle. Since everything with with Bitch Treachery has been bobsledding down that slippery slope, this here blog has been one of my few true outlets. I can come on here, say what I want...and nobody judges me. Well, you probably do...but until you get your own blog..who cares what you think. LOL. But, my day to day life is much different. I don't have much to call my own anymore. And honestly I don't know how I feel about that. I'm definitely not as sad or angry as I once was...but is replacing that with indifference or trepidation the way to go? Probably not.

Since leaving married life behind...and all the turmoil that mine brought, I find myself trying to shoehorn myself back into normalcy. Or at least what I believe normal should be. Through it all, I still haven't found a sturdy shoulder to cry on, a stoic face to confide in, or a bleeding heart to tell my story. But quite the opposite, since I have escaped life from behind enemy lines, I have become the equivalent of a war vet with PTSD. I get a pat on the back and a "get back in the game kiddo".

A few years ago, I went to counseling. And the psychiatrist told me that I had "separation anxiety"(whatever that means). Here I am...for the second time in 10 years SEPARATED from everything that I believed to be true..and I'll be damned if I'm not feeling anxious. This time feels differnt though. I feel more and more alone...more and more isolated. Hiding among the crowd I guess.

I don't really have a point to any of this...just some shit that has been on my mind and heart. I'm sure plenty of you have felt the same at one point or another...if so...raise your hand...if not? you probably stopped reading 2 paragraphs ago

I'm out.