Yes, I'll be back. Hold your snide remarks for the deaf and/or snide..I'd imagine they'd enjoy 'em.

[ceruleanrequiem]

Hmm, tis like 3.45 am and I sit her staring idly at the pc screen before me, clutching an outdoor fleece about me due the cursed Irish weather. Waiting foe someone to re-appear on aim so I can apologize…heh…its happened again. These games have stolen my soul and any shred of decency I had once reclaimed, and further more I realize that by posting it here for all ye whom I play them with only proves the complete and utter dehabilitation of my life. Although possessing every right to now enter a free style bitch about what they’ve done to my life, the games that is, it’d be redundant and well poor reading. I’d be cliché..ick…anyway..truth be told it is my own fault for falling so far into depravity that once more I know I am addicted and yet don’t care enough to change the fact. The person of which I speak has grown undoubtedly the closest to me of all online peeps at this current time, and the fact that I hurt her so pains me. Whether or not she realises it her leaving clefts me proverbially in twain, she being the main reason I come back after hauling my life unceremoniously back onto the road. And to do it I’m more than glad, a special lass she do be. And although this may sound like I’m narrating my undying love for her, I’m not, she just means..alot..to me…in a scarily unsexual way at timesand others times sexually *grins*…heh..stupid Word tried to fix that to unisexual…whew..dodged that bullet. Anyway, I’m not good at the articulation necessary to transfer feelings to page in a coherent way, for many reasons I’d imagine, so I hope she gets what I mean and the rest of ye can revel in complete and utter confusion. Its Thursday morning her in Ireland, and later on, I’m going to break my drinking abstinence with getting absolutely polluted…and gyrating against everything with legs and a heartbeat…well depending on the legs I guess…Regardless, I’ll not be around much me thinks for a bit, have to clear my head..or at least kill the braincells with alcohol. Friends, foes and bench-sitters, I bid you all adieu….

Eh, on a heavier note of rancid emotion, I want to apologize to David and Ryan…for my post..twas not my business in the first place regardless of my feelings on the subject.

Catch y’on the flipside,

Alan.