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Life in Rehab...

Jul 08, 2011

I love this pic.
I look like a cracked out addict!
I think this was when I got my appendix out.
Just ONE of many MAJOR hospital visits.

:)

No bandaids for me. Gimme a coma and IV!

I can be VERY social.
Around the right crowd, I'm a social butterfly ON SPEED but in essence, I'm a loner.

I LOVE my "me" time.
I've spent months at a time NOT needing or wanting to see a single soul. Guilt usually gets me out the house as I don't feel I'm being a good friend when I lock myself away. Lately though, I've been go go go and I just needed a fuckin' break man. My mind needs to regroup and center itself.

I'm happy to report that I'm getting it! And it feels FUCKING AMAZING! I love being so removed from anyone I know. I can't be called and I can't be found. I'm in heaven. I will be changing this, obviously, later on but right now...I'm "rehabing" it alone and loving it. ~Well, I AM heading in to Amsterdam tonight, but it's the WEEKEND! Doesn't count!~

I went down to City Center today (Rotterdam) The cab that picked me up from the hotel was a sleek ass Mercedes. I'm used to Mercedes cabs in Europe but shit...this one made me feel like I elevated a few levels in importance!!!!!!

Saw a beautiful dark-haired blue-eyed girl on a bike during my ride. The thought that passed thru my mind????

"She'd be fun, but I sooooo can't be bothered."

Ahhhh. Just spotted another little cutie. (I'm writing part of this in the cab)

And, the same thing. So can't be bothered.

There's this girl...not really my typical "catch" but there's something about her. I think she's got the "I want to corrupt her" factor.

:)

I'll keep you posted. (Let's see if I'll behave...stop laughing)
It would be such a nice and easy situation. She could just pop on up to my room after work. Like pizza, I like my shit delivered. Again, the path of least resistence.

I've always been a lazy dater or whatever you'd call what I do. It's mostly cuz I really don't give a shit. When I'm out, I'm out to have a good time with friends. Whether there's a cherry on top at the end of the evening, I could care less. I don't know how, but all I do is tweek a little knob in someone's head (that I find of interest) and shit flows.

I wait and the fish just reel themselves into ma boat. Seriously, I have witnesses!

I don't chase. Shit comes to me and...I.......AM NOT Complaining!!!!!!!!!!!

Hit a convenient store. Picked up the essentials. (A shit load of things I HAVE and have BOUGHT just a few weeks ago in NYC but LEFT at HOME because I went out the night before my flight, got fucking WASTED (before packing) and basically rushed out the house in the AM, with only a few hours sleep and concentrated on having my passport, socks, underwear, my laptop and camera (one of which I left at the bar). Everything else that managed to make itself into my bags, are bonuses.

Once I decide to rack my brain with the "how" I'll have to figure out how to use public trans cuz $35 for a 15 min cab ride will get PRETTY old after a while. Just exchanged some cash. Yeah. $600USD -> 360 Euro in return.

Fun times. 

I don't even wanna think about when I hit the UK.
I should find some kinda work in these countries...so shit balances out somehow!

But, really...work just takes the fun outta things now doesn't it?

Some pics of where I'm staying

Hotel Bar

MY gym at the hotel
(No ones crazy enough to work out between 4-5AM! on vacation)

Cute restaurant. This section has a view of the courtyard and pool.

As for pics of the City Center...didn't feel like SLUGGING around my DSLR.
And I'm waiting on the camera I left at the bar in the Bahamas to be delivered.

:)

Yes, I'm a mess.

(Just on CNBC...Euro not doing well. On its way down)

YES YES! Please! I need to STRETCH my USD!