Oh just the small stuff. Vanity. Insanity.

As soon as I got home tonight, I took a 3 hour nap, holy moly macaroni, but I so needed it. I've not been sleeping well for the past few days. I suffer from all sorts of brain mal functions. Yes, it's some sort of condition I just made up. I'm sure I will not sleep well tonight because of the nap. Naps should be taken in mid day, not in the evening.

The reality is, I am there for the loved one's which is only a few people in my life, actually the women in my life. My grandmother, mother, sister and just recently my new neice (she is the most beautiful and intelligent baby, it would be interesting to see how her brother will turn out in a few months). So when emergencies happen with the above mentioned I drop everything and attend to their needs. It's a costly thing because I lost time at work and take a cab most times. I live in mid town Toronto so a car is not needed, really. However, for the men in the family unfortunately it's not the same.

It's been awhile since my real personal blog, I've drafted a few since then but havn't posted them, I've trained myself to not click on the 'Published' button right away. It's one of those things.

Libido Rejuvenation, Scrotum reduction, Rhinoplasty, Tummy tucks, breast reduction, Brazilian ass something bigger, G-Spot shots, Vagina Rejunvenation etc etc  I've heard and seen it all on this show. When I have free time I am addicted to 'Dr.90210' , I watch on iTunes. A E! network show about plastic surgery based in Beverly Hills. I've always wanted a tummy tuck for about 20 years now. It's one of those things that won't go away no matter how much I try to fix it.

I think I've aged a lot over the years. I know that it has to do with all those years of partying hard. So, for those youngsters who don't see it now, when they drink and whatever they do, trust me it catches up to you. Because there was a time where I was really confident,  lately a lot of times I think I've lost my appeal. I have a difficult time accepting the aging process. Receding hair line, mostly.

Back to the plastic thing, I went through the intense cardio thing and nothing would get rid of it. I am sure I wouldn't think much of it if I wasn't teased  most of my childhood life by my father and brother, perhaps it's the reason and the one thing I dislike about my body. YOU see, when a child is teased about something, where people, especially the parent(s), the person the child trusts most, it will leave a life long damaging inscription engraved in the brain. If you're constantly being told you will succumb to nothing or if you're fat or you're ugly or you have a big nose or whatever it is, you will believe it. That's why childn't should be exposed to that. All it takes is one asshole, one coward, one cold-hearted, one insensitive shit hole to do that.

That's why I never teased my sister about her weight, because I know the damaging effects it has on the self-esteem and self image. It's funny, my brother used to be the one who was fit and muscular and now he's obese.

It's different when you're a child, because the brain is so different and maturing, you'll believe anything. Obviously, this is not the case when you're an adult, because you know better and if someone insulted me today, I would kindly them to go floss their teeth with my asshairs.

Anyway, for the typical Joeyblowey, the procedure isn't cheap, it's around $7,000 and up.

I would be extremely hesitant to go under the knife because I tend to think that I can be that statistic where something could go wrong. I would never have Laser Eye Surgery done to correct my vision. I don't care how safe they claim it is, I would never in a million years do it, not my eyes. When it comes to these types of things you have to think of the worst case scenario, because it could happen, and your vision is something not be played around with.

Well, the holidays are here, and I don't celebrate it. I just celebrate god. My family is from the jewish background so they celebrated Chanukah, a couple celebrate Christmas in my family, I got them presents.

I don't even have plans for New Years Eve. I just wanna have 24 hours sex. NYE is so over-rated. And the last thing I want to do is go to a crowded annoying druken place. That was fun in my 20's. Some people do it to their 50's. Others like me, know when it just becomes dull and boring after a while. This is when I can say, "been there, done that".

This year has flown right by me, it seems like just yesterday I was in Isreal, but that was in April. Time flies. I feel like I am not doing enough. I am getting older and there is so much more to accomplish and see. Who knows what it's in store for me. I want to be 20 again and do things differently. I am sure if I had direction it would of ended up differently.

I think it's time to adpot a dog. Save a life or two, who knows. I live in a big enough place to rescue two medium dogs. I'm not a mouse/tiny dog person. I don't want a clingy dog either, an independant one. One that doesn't bark all the time. LOL.... talk about asking for too much, eh. Well, it has to be a match and a good choice, ya know. Life is about making the right choices.

Oh trust me, I know.