Long time, no blog…

Yes, it’s been awhile, and a lot has happened since Thanksgiving, much of it pretty boring, but hey, I’m a boring guy…Actually I don’t think so, so who cares, right?

School is going well…only three more papers to write before Christmas and I’ll be done with the semester. I think my new mentor will be a woman named Pat Haase, who is an associate dean and working on her doctoral thesis in history at SUNY. She is very nice, and, incidentally will be my instructor for an independent study next semester that I dreamed up…20th Century European History with an unofficial emphasis on the Balkan Peninsula…My kind of class. I am also registered next semester for a science class and an American History class, both of which will fulfill still more gen ed requirements. So I’ll continue to be a full time student.

I am getting bored being without a mate…Yes, I crave physical interaction with a comely female of the species. There are many in The Program, and frankly I’m too weirded out by earth women, so I’ll try from the Recovery Pool. The thing is that I never learned how to date in the first place, so I’m hoping they didn’t either. I seem to gravitate towards women who are 10 years younger than me, which could make non-physical connections difficult…maybe I’ll just give up on the whole prospect and remain solo…Yes, I am boring.

Still, it’s great to be sober and available. Mom fell down last week, and, thankfully, didn’t injure herself too much–just a twisted ankle, but the panic bells went off and I turned into Caring Man for the weekend.

I heard a very interesting speaker tonight. She went through almost 35 years before she ever really started drinking. I mean, her life was so incredibly successful and perfect. Then within a few years she played a miserable game of ‘catch-up’ and ended up pretty much as low as anyone else I’ve met. I began to grow tired with her success story, though, eager to hear about the fall and rise at the end. BTW, the woman I’m currently infatuated with was there tonight, and I felt the distinct vibe that I had more feeling for her than vis-a-versa. Yes, she is too young for me, but mighty pretty, single, and smart. I’ll pass on that one, I suppose.

I’m deep in the middle of ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’, courtesy of Netflix. I am almost finished with season 4, with only 3 more to go after this. I think I’ll wrap it up by New Years so I can watch season 5 of ’24’, now out on DVD.

I feel like Eeyore…

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.