Hey, lookit here! Two updates in two days. It's a fuckin' record innit? Will wonders never cease. Heh. I'm surprised I'm still awake to type this in. I've had a shitty day.

Apparently, I suffer from sleep apnia (apnea?) and it's really fuckin' with my sleep schedule. What happens, according to what I've heard, is that the sleeper actually stops breathing during the night. I've been known to snore like a muhfugger so I figure that it's possible. I keep a water bottle by the bed because I breathe through my mouth too much and it dries out. Of course, after drinking water off and on all night, I have to pee too so I'm up and down to the potty 3 to 4 times a night. Needless to say, I haven't been sleeping too well lately and have been dozing off at work and have been in cranky moods. Hopefully, this will all end soon or else I'll have to drag my snorry ass to the doctor. Arg!

Was flipping around the channels last night and came across this show on MTV called "Undressed". Normally I zip right passed it because this is one of those shows where even the "geeky" character is better looking than me. I.E. it's not based on reality. Anyway, I'm sitting there and this guy and this girl are discussing Polyamory or basically, loving more than one person. She was in love with this guy, but she was also sleeping with their roommate. This was all part of their living arrangement, I assume, and had been discussed before eveyone moved in. I thought it was a neat concept. That three people could live in the same place, have casual sex. Of course, it didn't turn out that way. The first guy wanted Alice to just love him, so she decided she would and went to tell the other guy. Other guy told her he just wanted her to be happy and to do what she wanted and she realized that she didn't want to be tied down to just one guy so she went back to first guy and told him that. Then he broke up with her and moved out.

Now, I think both of them had valid points. The wife, while Alice is going through her "I don't want to be tied to just one person" diatribe is grimacing and saying "She sounds like a guy", but I wish more people would be that way. We had a long discussion today, the wife and I about matters similar to this. It's kind of complicated and I'm not sure that she'd want me airing some private stuff here, but it dealt with bringing another woman into our relationship and stuff like that. I have one point of view on things (and no, it's not what you all would think...or maybe it is), and she has another point of view. I'm hoping that we can work out our problems soon because I just know there are some really wonderful experiences awaiting us out there. We just have to get up the nerve to try them. I'm willing, but she's not quite sure. It's ok, though. I love her and I'll wait until she is ready, even if it never comes.

Have you ever seen a movie, one that you really enjoyed, and then go somewhere and read a review of it and the reviewer just totally shits on it? I hate shit like that. I know that the director, the producer, the stars, and the writer are all trying to say something with their film/character/story or what have you, but who gives a flying shit! I go to a movie and when I leave, I don't ask myself, was the plot strong, were the characters well developed and fleshed out, did it carry itself well. I ask myself "Hey, doofus. Did you like the movie. Did you enjoy yourself? Did you have FUN?" To me that's what's important. One of my favorite movies of all times is "Howard the Duck". I'm sure some of you are going, "What?" It's a movie from the late 80's starring Lea Thompson, Tim Robbins, and a cool little guy in a duck costume. It's also got Jeffrey Jones (the dad in Beetlejuice) in it. I think it's a funny, laugh out loud, have a good fuckin' time movie. What did the critics think? Total shit. Hated it. Well, fuck them. Turns out that I usually end up liking the movie more if the critic has shit on it. In fact, it used to be tradition.

My mom used to read through People magazine and shit and read movie reviews. Any movie that she found that was listed as "stupid" and shit like that or that they basically shit on, she would look to me and go "I think I found one you'll like." Heh. Fuckin' mom.

Speaking of which, I had a weird dream last night that I was nailing the wife's mother. ARG! I've still got the images stuck in my head too. Problem is, they aren't bad images. Let me 'splain. See, I've never seen my mother-in-law in the buff (thank goodness), so my mind, when conjuring up the naked ass that I'm ramming against, fills in with something I do know. So, basically in my dream, I'm nailing my wife's body only very very tanned and can see black hair instead of brown. I don't recall her turning around so I can see her face so that kind of helps. Talk about fucked up, though. Having a fuck dream about your mother-in-law and enjoying it. Woohooo!!! Damn. Well, I'm going to go take a cold shower. I'll catch you all next entry.

Take care of yourself and have as much fun as you can stand in the time we have left. And remember, the 'Bear digs ya'll.

Icebear

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