Friday, September 16, 2005

The Head/Gut Axis

Have you ever had just so many tasks that they consume you every day and every time you think of them, your stomach turns to goo? Many tasks that cause anxiety are coming onto the hands and heart of my skunky self. I am a dirty pile of socks. I am a nervous crumble cheezy cracker bits. I am a case of temporary insanity that is lasting longer than usual. My brain-situation is somewhat in failed state. It is time for a tune-up, a re-ratcheting of the head and gut.

22 comments:

X's for Eyes said...

Depopulate your head and gut. Start over and pretend you are someone else.

poetess janine said...

You must sit and write a poem about your feelings. The intensity of them will guide you to the language you will put on the page. Do not write in iambic pentameter--it will only cause more stress.

Shirley Jackson said...

Poetess, that is high quality beef advice. Everyone should be writing free verse, on the cutting edge of feelings.

postmoderndebunker said...

Yo, yo yo MM. I hear you. Your pain is palpable. Tasks are terribly annoying and hinder me from enjoying life.

I want to sit around eating cake today...but can't.

sloth said...

MM, here is the cure: remove head, and allow gut to reign the MM empire for minimum of 1 day. Then reverse the process: replace head, remove gut, etc. They will stop taking one another for granted, and better harmony will be achieved.

krixfort said...

that is wise advice slothy. my advice is to bury head in sand. Wait for the fallout.

Axis of Evil said...

You need some of my weapons of mass deconstruction.

Mountain Man said...

I am willing to try anything. Removal of organs, body parts, burying of head, anything. The tasks are slow in completion, there is faux knowledge to be absorbed, painstaking slow documentation of years of relics, the sharing of information in a logical fashion with others. Logic and physical presence does not come easy.

fairy butler said...

ooof mm. maybe ingest some calming ice cream treat? i wish you much lucks and funs this weekend! bye.

postmoderndebunker said...

Are you going away MM?

Mountain Man said...

I am going to the woods this evening and returning Sunday evening. It will be time to remember the calming dirts.

Alice said...

Dirt is soothing, especially when applied liberally to the groin area. Accompany with aggressive massage.

Pat Robertson said...

You liberals are SO obsessed with the groin area.

goblin said...

what's a groin? It sounds groiny.

Mountain Man said...

I am too embarrassed to speak of the groin, it frightens me. It is overwhelming, like the sublime.

Scissors said...

Thank you for the comfort of strange voices from the ether. They echo in my head and provide solace.

sloth said...

Hey Pat, talk to the groin!

pd said...

MM! Have fun in the woods. Bring back tasty truffles and thorny twigs....the best of the woods.....

fairy butler said...

mm, i am again wishing you much lucks in the academic spheres today. please report in.

sloth said...

MM, are you standing in a meadow in the nude? Are your hairy bits flapping and tossing in the breeze? Are the buggies and beasties flocking to you? This is how i imagine you. kiss.

sloth said...

pee ess:
MM, i miss!

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