and nothing is very much fun anymore...

The above picture has absolutely "nothing" to do with today's post....

it just makes me giggle like a 13 year old and that my friends...

is a groovy feeling.  (see! a smiley face!!!)           ----->    :)

are you feeling ok?

and i can feel... one of my turns coming on..

"one of my turns by" Pink Floyd

Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man.
Night after night, we pretend its all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.

Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left
You'll find my favorite axe.
Don't look so frightened
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch T.V.?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would'ya?
Would you like to see me try?

Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?






















































i am a wee bit afraid that i may have lost my passion for life. you know "nothing is very much fun anymore"?
most... not all but, most things i enjoyed before seem to be lacking fun. like the color from my world has been drained. everything is black, white and grey. plus being a big lonely fuck probably doesn't help with my shitty disposition. at least i can still laugh... at myself. By the way, I have an OK Cupid profile.. and since "nobody" will talk to me there, i figured i would just link this lovely blog right on my profile for OK Cupid, so all these lovely ladies can see just who The Captain "really" is.. an overly emotional whiny 30 something writer who blogs poetry and complaints. So... ahem... maybe a poeeem or two tomorrow hmmm?-

So... Just to show you exactly how silly i am (and by silly i mean "bi-polar)

i wrote the above paragraph after a pretty depressing day at work with the aid of a stomach ache.

and now... hours later... i am not so "doom and gloom".

god only knows what strange ass mood awaits at 3:30a.m. my daily wake up time... not on purpose mind you. i am just a nut and wake up almost every day at 3:30a.m.   yep.


ok goodnight.



Captain PirateFace