too much drama in my life?

ok. more weirdness to add to my current situation. I get a phone call out of the blue from my pal Chase. (I’ve not heard from her in about 3 months)… apparently she and her girlfriend of 10 years are ready to have a child together. Problematic, as they are both lacking testicles, and want to give birth, not adopt. Enter Scotto. “He’s got sperm! and I bet he’s not using all of it!” Well. Truth be told, I’ve just been using it recreationally, and not procreationally… but yeah, I guess so. Here’s the deal, they’d just as soon not go to a clinic and pay some guy to take it out of me, and plug it into Chase… they’d prefer the old fashioned, free installation that mother nature provides. Ok. I’m at the “Well, won’t there be jealousy, or something from you having sex with me?” part of the conversation… and Chase says, “No, we’ve talked it out, and you’re a nice guy… not emotional strings or anything, and we like what you have to offer…(she rattles off some stuff about me being healthy, etc, I come back with my apnea and back trouble, she says that they’ll cope with the advantages over the disads. *egoboo*) Then she mentions that if everything’s still cool, that her gf would like to have a baby about a year after the baby is born, and they’d like it if I agree to the first, if I’d agree to that too. Um. Well, let me think abut this, it’s pretty important stuff…

that’s where I am now. I think she expected me to agree right away, but was happy that I’m taking it seriously.

my immediate concerns are this –

I’ve really never had sex with someone I’m not attracted to ‘as just friends’. The closest I’ve gotten is some silly stuff with someone I had a crush on, and she was just fooling around, although I took it a little more seriously. It’s a good cause, and I’m honored they asked… but I’m not sure what my responsibility to the baby will be, should I draw up some sort of contract? Should I sire a baby with someone else, when I haven’t had any of my own kids yet? I don’t know what my feelings to a child I’m just serving as donor semen for will be, especially since I’d probably be there with them here and again, visiting.

Something for me to think seriously about.

propagating bethany, cider, and latraviata’s meme

1.) What is your favorite place to visit, and why?

locally, definitely the beach or park to kite fly, and just walk around.

anywhere? Bremen, Germany, where I have loads of relatives, and a sweet time every time I go. Good food, good humor, free room & board. 🙂

2.) Do you possess any unusual interests? If so, what are they?

unusual is a tricky word. I love weird stuff, from candy shaped like skeletons from Mexico, to people who hear voices. I’m fascinated by all sorts of bright lights and shiny objects. too many to list. 🙂

3.) Describe the worst place you ever lived.

With friends that were total slobs. (I love them to pieces, but the cleanliness habits were vile.) They owned several animals, and never cleaned house. retch. I think I actually preferred living outdoors than staying in there, even when it rained. I tried to clean the place, but it made me physically ill, and ultimately gave up on staying there. I’m dry-heaving just remembering, now.

4.) What activity/hobby do you wish that you could spend more time pursuing?

philanthropy. I would love to be comfortable enough with my income to spend all day working at a shelter or soup kitchen.

5.) You receive an extra $1000. How would you spend it?

set it aside as emergency money, and look even harder for a new job, probably taking the first one that came along that met my needs.

6.) What trait(s) do you look for in your friends?

loyalty, reliability, kindness, a sense of humor, a sense of irony, and at least smart enough to remember to breathe.

7.) What is your favorite holiday?

Halloween (closely followed by candelmas)

8.) Favorite cartoon character?

yikes. That’s so hard I can’t even say. First one that comes to mind? Monkey from Dial ‘M’ for Monkey… or Mojo Jojo. Or Grape Ape. … definitely a simian theme. Captain simian & the Space Monkeys! argh… I don’t know. Fave Live action ‘toon is Wonder Woman, baby.

9.) What do you have on the walls of your room/apt./house?

Wood Paneling, African masks, Japanese masks, poster of Boston, poster of ‘Classic Doom Patrol’, autographed photo of Julie Newmar, photo of Sean Young as Rachel form Blade Runner, bookshelves, full to the max.

10.) What is your most distracting pet peeve?

mine is the way my brain’s focus works. random thought processes sometimes step on my stream of thought.

in others, any bombardment on my senses… loud voice, foul odor, punching me.

*insert banana splits theme here*

La, la, la… lalalala

Not the smurf theme.

although it’s stuck in my head now. so, you can do that one too, if you like.

I found my old rubik’s cube last night, cleaning out my box o’ stuff I keep at the bottom of my closet. it’s a teeny one, attached to a keychain at one time. It’s so loose that gravity causes it to spin on it’s own. I almost took it to work today, but opeted out, as I have loads to do mondays…. (not like I can do that, and journal reply, and work!) It seems I have another new friend, but I can’t figure out who it is! when I do, i’ll thank you. 🙂

I was reading cider’s post about piercings, and it’s odd, but upon reflection I’ve date more girls with ink and piercings than not… Is it just trendy down here, or have most girls gotten at least a little ankle or shoulder tattoo in the last 10 years? Thinking about the ones ‘m most familiar with, I can honestly say that of the girls I know between the ages of 21 and 40, easily 90% has some sort of ritual scarification. (I’m not counting ear pierces, either.) counting on my fingers, only 3 of 35 girls are ‘unmarked’. I wonder what the old age homes are going to look like? right now it’s what, marines, and other military guys with marks? times change, I suppose.

a futile attempt to purge abba.

I’m not feeling all right today

I’m not feeling that great

I’m not catching on fire today

Love has started to fade

I’m not going to smile today

I’m not going to laugh

You’re outliving it up today

I got dues to pay

And the gravedigger puts puts on the forceps

The stonemason does all the work

The barber can give you a haircut

The carpenter can take you out to lunch

I just want to play on my pan pipes

I just want to drink me some wine

As soon as you’re born you start dying

So you might as well have a good time

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

I don’t want go to sunset strip

I don’t wanta feel the emptiness

Bold maces with stupid band names

I don’t want go to sunset strip

I don’t wanta go sunset strip

I don’t wanta feel the emptiness

Bold maces with stupid band names

I don’t wanta go sunset strip

And the gravedigger puts puts on the forceps

The stonemason does all the work

The barber can give you a haircut

The carpenter can take you out to lunch

I just want to play on my pan pipes

I just want to drink me some wine

As soon as you’re born you start dying

So you might as well have a good time

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell

Sheep go to heaven

Goats go to hell.

*Dancing queen…..*

augh. it was to no avail.

Welcome to my wall scrawls.