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[yellowmouser]

Haven't been writing much lately. Bored a lot I suppose.

I think the reason why it bugs me so much when people say "You just haven't met the right person," is because of two decades of raging sexual frustration I'd probably punch the 'right person' in the head. Sound extreme? Try my life...

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[emerald_skies]

Yeah, but then you could argue that the right person would either a) not care or b) punch you right back.

[yellowmouser]

That's a nice thought

[emerald_skies]

If that was sarcasm, I apologize, I was only trying (sort of) to be funny. If not, well, party *shrugs*

I don't understand

[yellowmouser]

but when do I ever?

[yellowmouser]

Personally, I thought it was a sweet thing to say.

[emerald_skies]

Ah, okay. I sometimes have trouble discerning sarcasm in person; on the internet, where it's just words and I don't have voice tones or anything to help, forget about it.

As to your other comment, in my little lexicon, "party" sometimes works like this:

party = groovy = awesome = cool = everything is copasetic (all of these as exclamations and by themselves, rather than as part of an adjective phrase)

[yellowmouser]

I thought that might be the case. I have terriable sarcasm sense no matter what the circumstances, so you can imagine how I avoid using it except in controlled enviroments.

Will you be at conFusion?

[emerald_skies]

I wish I had that kind of control. A barbed sense of humor and a low tolerance for stupidity (you'd be surprised how much of it there is even in college) make controlling myself very difficult.

And sadly, probably not. Cons are always at times I can't come and, usually, in places I would have to blow some grocery money to buy a flight to. Remind me again where that is?

[yellowmouser]

Troy Marriott, about 20 minutes walk south of Pontiac.

[emerald_skies]

Sorry, definitely can't make that. I iz all the way in the Deep South :P