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"I thought i could organize freedom
How Scandonavian of me"
I'd just like to say "You're Welcome" to all of you that have been relishing my journal abscence for the past week or so. I know as well as anyone, that my long-windedness is far from appealing, and hard to concentrate on at times.
In actuality i am only able to write this by the grace of wonderful, public computers. As my computer is about to turn into a plastic hand-grenade again. If anybody knows where i can just purchase a tower, with a new hard-drive (preferrably large) that'd be swell.
I honestly am not so sure of what to write...i feel like i have forgotten just what this thing is all about.
Heading to Atlanta tomorrow, and it should be productive, as well as enlightening and entertaining.
No word yet...but i might be working at "X Mart" for all of you who need discounts on dildos and "Fat Chicks 3".
I've realized that in the past 9 months, i have grown more and more accustomed to the whole "being single" thing. I know that in my haste, i even go so far as to say that i am better off this way. I know myself far too well, and i know that a relationship will once again be the downfall of my emotions and aspirations...mainly because of my ignorance and inability to separate "All" from "None".
I feel slightly different now though. The past couple weeks of quality time with friends have been positive both superficial and deep. Unfortunately yhry have bludgeoned my poor brain with the remnants of "Intersexual Logistical Communication and Intrinsic Deviation Theory"
...Trust me when i say that it really IS, as complicated as that sounds.
Last night i watched a special on swingers. It intrigues me greatly. They all follow a lot of the same basic ground rules that i (now) do when approaching a potential relation with someone (both hetero and homosexually). The only difference is that they actually fulfill many of their deepest, darkest, most taboo fantasies. And that seems like something that...how shall i put this. It seems like something that i'm sure NOBODY could even envision me doing, but something that still would be rigt up my alley.
I really don't know what i'm talking about. Maybe i'll just make home-made porn videos for all of my friends when my camera is fixed. Call me.
All of my extra time, and lack of monetary and artistic resources have left me passion gushing. I end up either with friends, or by myself on my recliner working on the same puzzles that i've already done...feelingmy passion and love just seep out through each pore. I literally now know how it feels to be a mindless pop-culture whore.
Although i am NOT one of those...i found myself listening to a CD i have had for 5 years and almost jumping up and down in excitement saying "Oooo i looooveee this song".
What the fuck is that all about?
I REALLY need to get laid.
How Scandonavian of me"
I'd just like to say "You're Welcome" to all of you that have been relishing my journal abscence for the past week or so. I know as well as anyone, that my long-windedness is far from appealing, and hard to concentrate on at times.
In actuality i am only able to write this by the grace of wonderful, public computers. As my computer is about to turn into a plastic hand-grenade again. If anybody knows where i can just purchase a tower, with a new hard-drive (preferrably large) that'd be swell.
I honestly am not so sure of what to write...i feel like i have forgotten just what this thing is all about.
Heading to Atlanta tomorrow, and it should be productive, as well as enlightening and entertaining.
No word yet...but i might be working at "X Mart" for all of you who need discounts on dildos and "Fat Chicks 3".
I've realized that in the past 9 months, i have grown more and more accustomed to the whole "being single" thing. I know that in my haste, i even go so far as to say that i am better off this way. I know myself far too well, and i know that a relationship will once again be the downfall of my emotions and aspirations...mainly because of my ignorance and inability to separate "All" from "None".
I feel slightly different now though. The past couple weeks of quality time with friends have been positive both superficial and deep. Unfortunately yhry have bludgeoned my poor brain with the remnants of "Intersexual Logistical Communication and Intrinsic Deviation Theory"
...Trust me when i say that it really IS, as complicated as that sounds.
Last night i watched a special on swingers. It intrigues me greatly. They all follow a lot of the same basic ground rules that i (now) do when approaching a potential relation with someone (both hetero and homosexually). The only difference is that they actually fulfill many of their deepest, darkest, most taboo fantasies. And that seems like something that...how shall i put this. It seems like something that i'm sure NOBODY could even envision me doing, but something that still would be rigt up my alley.
I really don't know what i'm talking about. Maybe i'll just make home-made porn videos for all of my friends when my camera is fixed. Call me.
All of my extra time, and lack of monetary and artistic resources have left me passion gushing. I end up either with friends, or by myself on my recliner working on the same puzzles that i've already done...feelingmy passion and love just seep out through each pore. I literally now know how it feels to be a mindless pop-culture whore.
Although i am NOT one of those...i found myself listening to a CD i have had for 5 years and almost jumping up and down in excitement saying "Oooo i looooveee this song".
What the fuck is that all about?
I REALLY need to get laid.