Trucking can be like a bad marriage...

I think I'm going to join a social site...I need a wider perimeter....

It won't be facebook though...it will be an alternative to facebook...I just need room to spread out and do more things..

I'll be back with a link for it later...I'm going to go find one to join now...back soon...

 

Ok I found a site that allows you to segregate your social life...one for family, friends, work ect ect...the way it should be...

That's why many are getting turned off against mega sites like facebook, which forces you to combine all your life into one...

News facebook, in real life people don't do that...parents don't hang out with their kids, and CEO's don't hang out with their freshmen hireries, and Great uncles don't hang out with their nephews...

Facebook has screwed up, and tries to combine all your life into one pot...

But people don't want that...Facebook sends out automatic invites to people you don't want to invite to your site...I can't stand facebook and the way they violate everyones privacy...duh...

People want privacy online, as they do in real life...or at least social segregation...

Your teacher shouldnt be invited to your social site, by some automatic app that sends out 100s of invites in your contact...that's just wrong and indecent...

that's why people are leaving face book in droves, as alternative sites open up with privacy settings...and where you own the content you upload, instead of Facebook by defaulting owning your content...that's wrong...

Anyways..once I get more firmiluar with this social site...I'll invite a few people...

But for now...just gonna lay back and chill for the rest of the night...

 

On cold nights like tonight, it's hard for me to believe I actually spent one whole winter homeless, sleeping in van...no heat what so ever...whatever the temp was outside, it was that temp inside the van...well maybe a few degrees warmer do to insulation..

I'd sleep fully clothed, clean clothes though, and a hat...and nice good sleeping bag...

That way when you got up and out, your clothes were alread warm....

I kind of miss those days though...I was in school...and it made you tough...durable...

I could go through all that at the time, and still do well on tests and get A's...

 

Gross gross gross....

Ever have someone in your n-hood that you always see...maybe a homeless person, maybe a begger or a bum or druggie...

But they always seem to cross your path like a cat...



But your like 'Well at least I don't have to touch them'....

Well tonight, moments ago...I did....gross gross gross.....

I do not like this person...they represent everything I do not want to be...but everywhere I go, they're walking infront of me, or in my mirrors or happen to be going the same store I'm going to...it's like a curse or something...

well tonight, while leaving store...sure enough they were outside...and as I was leaving they were like 'hey, what's up?'...

And i was like...'Hey, what's up man'...as I walked away briskley...

And then they asked...'Hey can I get a dollar from you?'....


Scene: Saturday night corner store in the hood...cars everywhere, shady characters lurking around...



And they asked 'Hey can I get a dollar?'....

For those who know anything about the streets...I had to say 'yes'...this person is a road rat...they know stuff, or know people who know stuff, who are up to no good...

So for me to 'dis' them would have come back to haunt me...since they dwell near where I dwell...

So I said 'Sure, since you haven't bugged me for a while'...

But while handing them dollar bill...they touched my hand...gross gross gross...

There face is all chewed up, their teeth are all crooked, sure sign of drug addiction...

I can't stand this person...and they touched my hand tonight...gross!!

I think I would rather touch a raccoon with rabies than them....

Yuk!!

I'm so grossed out now...of all people why them??

Gross....

 

Kind of like a woman who swears up and down in college that she'll never date, let alone marry 'George'...

Cause George is hairy and unkept and smells...

Well 5 years later, they do get married, and now George gets to spread his seed 100's if not 1000's of times...George conqured...

And the Lady who swore up and down they would never date George in college, and now shares a room with George, has to live with that...

That's how I felt tonight...

Why must this person always be where I am??

Why did they have to touch my hand tonight...my hand is private property...I did not give them permission to touch my hand...

gross...I need some bleach or something...

I do wish these homeless beggers, would just leave me alone....or at least don't touch me hand...

Is that too much to ask??

If I give ya a dollar...dont' touch me!

At least give me that respect....

 

Not even bleach would work...



Cause they touched my hand, my body...my cells...and now it's in me memory...and I keep replaying the incedent...

Why did they touch me!!

Don't touch me....

You did that on purpose....

do not touch me please...not you anyways...cause your energy is bad...

Your like a vampire...



Don't touch my hand ever again...

Oh well...

Now I feel conquered...

I did not want this person to ever touch me...and they did....


Oh well...

They are not my date...of all hands, why theres?

They took from me, and gave me nothing...


My art has a way of making things come true...
I never thought this art of myself would come true tonight...

http://underworldrealities.webs.com/apps/photos/photo?photoid=142363521

 

Good morning everyone!

I'm just glad I didn't wake up in a truck....