Posts Tagged ‘ Anger ’

Hi There.

Thought I would stop by, and scare away all the feral animals that may be hiding in my blog.  It’s been a while since I have been here. Truth of the matter is, I haven’t had much to say.  I am just spending my time immersing myself in video games, or movies and music.  Everyday is still a challenge to get out of bed in order to do nothing at all.  There are so many things I want to do, I just can’t seem to find the drive or determination to see any of them through.  Some days are less hazy than others, but the bulk of my time is spent trying to stay awake, or trying to drive the sadness away.

We go on our trip to the beach in 10 days.  I can’t call it a vacation, because I am on vacation every week.  When you only work 3 days a week, you are on vacation all the time.

I am going to try to use the beach trip to heal. I plan on sitting on the beach and doing nothing but stare and for a large portion of it, just listen to the water.

I say that I am not going to neglect this blog, and that I will post to it regularly, but with nothing to say I find it hard to sit here and type.

So, I am going to go.  Maybe someday I will get back to posting here more often.



Open Letter…

This is an open letter to you, the asshole coming from the other direction on the interstate.  You know who you are, you, yeah you, the idiot with your high beams on.  What’s the matter??  The lights from the cars around you and on the poles above you not enough?  If you are that fucking blind that you need your brights to drive, I am glad I am going in the opposite direction than you are.  You shouldn’t be driving retard!

Thank you, that is all.


Late Night.

Well, it’s 0004 Eastern, I am done with the XBOX for the night and I figured I would take some time to post here.  The past few days have been unbearable.  The work situation has only exacerbated my down mood.  I am at a point right now that I don’t really want to think, or make decisions.  After getting back to NC I felt like I was in the eye of the storm, calm, learning to deal with the loss, but I knew, in typical Fritz fashion that the other shoe would drop eventually.  Now I am out of the eye and into the 2nd part half of the storm.  I don’t know how much more bullshit I can handle before I completely shut off.

I am taking it one day at a time, but it seems there is something out there fanning the flames of despair.  I don’t mean to sound melodramatic.

The person I relied on the most for advice in situations like this is gone.  I guess that is where the problem in all of this comes from.

Tomorrow is another day.  I keep telling myself that, but it doesn’t seem to work.

I guess it is time for bed.  Maybe tomorrow will be better than today. I make no promises though.

Goodnight. Thanks for reading, and thanks for the support.

F**k Major League Baseball

Jesus Christ MLB! WTF? I’m not saying the Minors don’t have the same problems with performace enhancing drugs, but the MLB needs to get it’s shit together. Pete Rose is banned for life due to gambling, but the assholes that are doing more to destroy the game I love get a slap on the wrist and crucified in the court of public opinion. Doesn’t seem fair. Doesn’t seem right.


That is all.