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May 01, 2005

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I don't know if there is anything as enjoyable as owning chickens, you can see Stanley here, anyway, we have had our chickens for about two months and I totally love them. I am the type of person who believes that most people suck, really suck. I am paralyzed with shyness and a total inability to communicate with 99.9% of the population. The people I do manage to talk with think, for the most part, that I'm really weird. Except Shane who is the love of my life.

Once upon a time I went a little crazy. Actually a clinical depression with rapid cycling mania. Shane and I broke up, for three weeks and I went and slept in the back room of a local, ultra-cool art gallery. The thing about ultra-cool is that it often translates into self-obsessed asshole boys who care little for anything but their own pursuits. Seemingly, hooking up with easy, hot young crazy girls is a good and easy pursuit. During this crazy time I managed to hold on to the highest paying job I have ever had, yet live on beer and no food and shed 30 pounds and sleep probably less than 20 hours in the whole six week nose dive into hell. Anyway, I went a little crazy - not a new story - but my story and one that has changed every day and every step I have taken ever since. So, we broke up. I remember my mom coming over to see me because she was worried and all I did for the entire six hour visit was cry. I have never cried so much - ever, I have never felt such an intense pain as the pain I felt at the thought that i had fucked everything up. That I had lost all that ever mattered. It's humbling to realize you love that much, or more accurately need someone that much.

So, now I live in the country and I own chickens and I have four children and two cute little dogs. I love them all and I am happy. My chickens remind me of what life was like for me before I had kids, before I went crazy, before I learned to hate people. Chickens are totally self-involved, yet completely dependant on their little social circle. When our other rooster, Charlie, calls his girls over they come running. He is the biggest wimp-assed rooster in the world, but damn, he is one hot looking cock.
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