Howling At The Moon…

I don’t get it. I should be thrilled. After all, I’m three appointments into the resumption of my healthcare, my prescriptions have all been refilled, I’ve got that long awaited appointment with the dentist on Monday, and finally even have travel to and from my appointments covered (the last two things thanks to the Veterans Service Commission), and yet I still spent the entire day yesterday just fuming with anger. I mean, what’s wrong with me? What is it, exactly, that’s still hanging over my head like the proverbial albatross? Oh wait, I think I know…

Now I know that it’s an unrealistic fantasy to think that this arrangement will ever be as great as I’d like…

Kinda like YouTube not cooperating, preventing me from posting the two other videos I wanted because of some renewed vow to stop copyright violations. Forcing me to search for alternatives instead – just have them blocked as well! I swear, it’s like all the cosmic signs point to a Big Fat Fail!

But the thing is, as mad as I was yesterday (or as mad as I was a few minutes ago), I seem constitutionally unable to stay angry and avoid looking on the “bright side”…

A man walks down the street
He says why am I short of attention
Got a short little span of attention
And wo my nights are so long
Where’s my wife and family
What if I die here
Who’ll be my role-model
Now that my role-model is
Gone Gone
He ducked back down the alley
With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl
All along along
There were incidents and accidents
There were hints and allegations

If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al
Call me Al

Lyrics from Paul Simon’s “You Can Call Me Al”

No matter how much I try to hold on to my anger, I just can’t see myself returning to full-blown “Urban Hermit” status…

It’s just no good anymore since you went away (number)
One is the loneliest (number)
One is the loneliest (number)
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do (number)
One is the loneliest (number)
One is the loneliest (number)
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do (number)
One (one is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do)(number)
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do (number)
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do

Lyrics from Three Dog Night’s “One”

So what to do, what to do? Should I just accept that no relationship is perfect and that things are as good as they’re likely to get? Or should I start contemplating a “2nd Amendment” style remedy?

I wonder, what would Ted Kaczynski do? 😈

Okay. I’m just venting (creatively, I hope). But I am afraid to check on all those other posts with YouTube videos… 🙄

I want ice water.

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2 thoughts on “Howling At The Moon…

  1. What’s the saying? … Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good. Something like that. If things are generally going pretty well, try to be happy with that instead of being upset by the things that aren’t going as you’d like — which in my case are usually things I can’t control anyway. Easier said than done, I know. Adulting IS hard!

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    • You’re right PT, Adulting IS hard. It’s not that I don’t have reason to get angry at times, but I also know that I have a tendency to overreact (like how I did when I had the problem commenting on your blog). And keeping my peace usually pays off. Revealing (I think) that he’s more sensitive to my moods that I give him credit for, he actually left me alone all day yesterday. And today we got along just fine. Hell, we even chatted quite a bit, as opposed to the usual him thinking I should hear what he has to say while he acts as if my thoughts were a waste of his time. I swear, he’s over 30 now and still manages to come off like a brooding teenager sometimes. But then, I guess I do too. They say the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. Well, I think we both tend to look at the world through the same kind of “depression colored” lenses, so that must be true!


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