duckhead

chronicles of a duckhead
2001-08-03 10:16:23 (UTC)

An anti viagra?

Another day. Sun is shining, all is well.
I sometimes wonder if a am depressed. Most of my day is
spent in gloom. Other times I don't think I am depressed.
Depressed people lose their appetite for sex don't they? I
haven't. I don't know if its just the sun or what but I
seem to have a one track mind at the moment. I love my
girl (although I think she'd be best off without me) but I
can't help looking at other women. And in this weather its
bloody hard not to.

What is strange is I've found myself checking out girls who
are far inferior to my love. Why am I doing this? Why slum
it when you can live at the Ritz? I don't know. Just one of
my quirky idiosyncrasies. Yeah right! That would suggest
this perving is just a cute habit when I know its because
I'm a jerk.

Perhaps men are not capable of being faithful? That would
explain why I imagine doing the dirty with other women. Nah
that's bollocks. No need to hide behind excuses. I am a
piece of shit.

I wonder how Buddhist monks overcome their natural urges?
Is there some herbal remedy? An anti viagra? I must find
out because I have enough reasons to hate myself without
adding to them by my lecherous thoughts.