First things first my homies and homettes! Wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what goes down.
On a why the hate note! Yesterday, when I left the salt mines, as I was heading down to the subway station, two guys holding hands passed by me. It’s funny, because the first thing that popped into my mind was, how some people can’t see same-sex couples showing affection to one another in public. I started to think about all the shit that the LGBTQIA community has been going through lately in the U.S. and I personally think that it’s just fucking sad.
I remember years back, when they were fighting to legalize same-sex marriage in the state of New York. Even though I’m heterosexual, I was all for it. Why? Because every human being, should be allowed to marry whoever the fuck they want to. No religion, religious believes, religious institutions or books show dictate who the fuck a person can and can’t have sex with and marry.
To be honest with you, I’ve met a couple of homophobes in the past. The thing about them was, the fact that they never tried to hide it. They were very open and vocal about it. The questions that I’ve always asked myself about homophobes are. Why? Why the hate?
Wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours my homies and homettes, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. Enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what goes down.
As for me? Yesterday I left a voicemail for my shrink Dr. C, because I haven’t seen him in 1 year… OK! OK! OK! OK! OK! Since December of 2018, but in my twisted mind, that equates to 1 year, because we are already in 2019. I haven’t seen him in a while, because between my mother in law’s kidney transplant, my rectal bleeding, colonoscopy and weekend binge drinking, I just couldn’t squeeze him into my super-duper busy schedule. Daaaaamn! For a minute there, I felt as if I was a very important individual. WOW!
Well, I know that I won’t hear from Dr. C anytime soon, because his message said, that he will be back sometime next week. Who knows, he’s probably somewhere in Las Vegas getting drunk as fuck, gambling my money away and spending it on hookers. Then he’s going to come back and tell me, how I should get my shit together and stop drinking. Hey, as long as I have enough crazy meds, I’m OK with that. Plus, when he gets back, my shrink might have to talk to his shrink, about his drinking, gambling and sex addiction. Who knows, we might become drinking buddies and go out drinking after each session.