Round 2

Ah, February, the month with one too many r's. February... definitely a quick double jab followed by a left hook... In fact, I believe I grabed my left fist with my right hand and repeated slammed it into the middle of my face... but February will make a person do that. All-in-all I am still standing strong. Thinking back through my life I could only remember one Febuary that I truly loved, and ironically it involved a motorcycle... I realized that this is a fight I cannot win, nobody does. But I am not throwing in the towel... In fact, I can say with near certainty, that I never will. And thats all I can do, all you can do, thats all anybody can do. So, with the end of round two; the play-by-play reporting is over, (not that I was ever descriptive about it anyway, just a bunch of metaphors and analogies)... so, just keep on keepin' on.


[But sometimes... just sometimes there is a melancholy so deep, its depth is hard to fathom... a bottomless, abysmal, dismal, morose, really crappy, melancholic emptiness. As if all the undiscovered dark emptiness between the all the stars in the entire universe were somehow placed in my soul and I am left to wander through it without light or sound... NIN: "I still recall the taste of my tears. Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears. My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore. Scraping through my head til I dont want to sleep anymore. Come on tell me. Make this all go away. You make this all go away. I'm down to just one thing And I'm starting to scare myself. Make this all go away. You make this all go way. I just want something. I just want something I can never have You always were the one to show me how. Back then I couldn't do the things that I can do now. This is slowly taking me apart. Grey would be the color... if I had a heart. I just want something I can never have. In this place it seems like such a shame. Though it all looks different now, I know its still the same. Everywhere I look you're all I see. Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be. Come on tell me. You make this all go away. You make this all go away. I'm down to just one thing. And I'm starting to scare myself. Make this all go away. You make this all go way. I just want something. I just want something I can never have. I just want something I can never have".]

Alright, so thats a bit depressing, but I said sometimes I feel that way... So, as a last note: the stolen car was returned for a medium size tow&storage fee (minus a bunch of stuff, including half the interior and my biz equipment)... but now I have a convertible again; just in time for summer, hell-yeah! So, Round 2 goes to... undecided...