Small Ideas
Today, apropos of nothing, I remembered the time when I was twelve and did a yahoo search for the word "phagina." I think my reasoning should be self-evident, and no, I don't know where I got the idea that it was an F sound, let alone why it would be spelled with a "ph." Ironically, I just tried a google search for the same word, and it did not attempt to correct me.
Also.
It occurred to me that the second anniversary of my first major dumping had occurred a few days back and had passed without my even noticing, which is nice. Still, though, the longer I go without a girlfriend and only a series of sparsely populated and mostly forgettable first dates to show for my trouble, the more it feeds into the idea that my ever having had a real relationship was merely a giant fluke and that I shall surely die alone. The fact that my ex has shown herself to be more or less insane in the intervening two years goes a great way towards reinforcing that notion.
Also.
It occurred to me that the second anniversary of my first major dumping had occurred a few days back and had passed without my even noticing, which is nice. Still, though, the longer I go without a girlfriend and only a series of sparsely populated and mostly forgettable first dates to show for my trouble, the more it feeds into the idea that my ever having had a real relationship was merely a giant fluke and that I shall surely die alone. The fact that my ex has shown herself to be more or less insane in the intervening two years goes a great way towards reinforcing that notion.