Solitary Man

So I was listening to the song "Solitary Man', by Neil Diamond today and decided it's a good enough song to look up and learn to play. I did. As I sat there reading the lyrics to the song lighting bolts hit my brain. I am the Solitary Man. There are no girls out there that are for me. I've had a few lately that just seem to not do it. One was just crazy, and the other is a little...what's a good word for it...blah. Nuthin' special. Of course I'm always on the look for another one to take their place, but it's like the ol' song goes "Don’t know that I will but until I can find me a girl who’ll stay and won’t play games behind me I’ll be what I am A solitary man. Solitary man. " Sad, yes, but oh so true.


My roommate has found him self a woman. The trouble is I'm not sure how things are going to work out for it. I have never met a man who can be so whipped so fast. She's going to be good for him. I"m sure of that. I guess I'm a little jelous because he's like the only feller around who I do anything with and now he spends every spare moment with this new girl. I guess that's my problem. Right now I have pretty much one love in my life...hockey games. Well, he brings her with him and I have to sit there with the two of them while they pinch and tickly and giggle. So, now we ahve two more home games and I hate knowing that they will be there ruining it for me. I've roped some other guys into coming with me so I' won't be alone this weekend. But, eesh, people bug me most of the time.



And that's it.