Why why why why why why why why...am I so cranky and irritable? I have such limited patience and even less when I am tired, which seems to be quite often these days. I hate having a sleep deficit. I don't even like myself when I am tired. If I could go back to bed and retrieve those lost hours I would, but unfortunately it is not that easy. I have the time, sure, but my body, as tired and achy as I seem to be, cannot shut down. Alas. Woe is me. What a pity. Poor baby.
My Dad just told me never to tell anyone you're tired. And I think that's good advice. I'll try to follow that from now on. Just one more bitch and moan and grumble about it and I'll tell you everything is fine and dandy next time. Nobody wants to hear you're tired because if you are tired, then do something about it! And shut the hell up! Quit moaning and lamenting your state of being, get some rest and then come talk to me. But right now, in this moment, I'm shaky, on edge, gritting my teeth and ready to burst. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! Waaaa.
About Me
- tyler
- hi there, thanks for checking me out. i'd check you out too, if you were hot. so where do i begin? i'm a dude. in vietnam i'm a nguoi nuoc ngoai. in thailand i'm a farang, in indonesia i'm a bule and in malaysia i'm a orang putih. i was born and raised in northern california. spent most of my life there until i moved to portland, oregon in 2003 for a spell and then jumped ship for se asia in late 2007 to indulge in sticky rice and sunshine. you need it after living in the pacific northwest. thailand and i had a short love affair and i soon found myself falling for vietnam – at least all the pretty girls, the endless array of vegetarian fare, driving a motorbike, the overall energy – and became an english teacher. did that for nearly four years and nearly went insane. now i'm free again wandering aimlessly around se asia. on the lam. whatever.
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