Relationships

On occasion, I have been tempted to chart my attitudes towards women. The variety is astounding.

When thoughts have been blocked their normal passage through conception, fertilization and expulsion, they burst from their repression at the slightest provocation, like the sweetness of caramel in an otherwise plain cup of latte.  Back at Supercore – it's been a while. They make the best lattes. Winter came

I would even surmise that most of the items on these interest lists are there because they are interesting to note rather than interests that arise from any special passions.

We're driving down the S. American coast.  Chilean coast, to be exact.  The sea is a gray blue concoction on the right hand side (since we're driving south south south to the tip of this brooding continent) and the slate gray sky is punctuated by burst of yolky yellow sun though the blooming clouds.

I have a tendency to moralize.  Right|Wrong.  Oh no, I don't moralize for me; as with all great moralizers, I direct my best against other people.  I'm usually right, but in any given situation, I can come up with a standard "appropriate" answer.

At some point, there is a limit to my dealing with sad unhappy bitter people who take their misery out on other people by making their jobs absolute hell.