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Goodbye Jacqueline Jean
I started this blog in the early 2000s. I was a college student who wanted to find a community of other misfits. I met Jacqueline Jean (whose account has long since been purged). She attended the same university as I did, and before I knew it, she and I were writing and responding to each other daily. I looked forward to her messages and comments ( Read more... ) -
A Late Valentine Poem
Hey folks, perhaps I'll update soon, but I thought I'd share a little Valentine poem by Carol Ann Duffy: ( Valentine ) -
Bird Walking and a Flightless Several Weeks
I've written and deleted an update nearly a dozen times in the last several weeks. There have been numerous developments in my life recently, and the especially melodramatic part of me would want to believe that they are all aimed at breaking my heart. I've spared my readers the updates that I wanted to write. I'll simply give the status update ( Read more... ) -
Seasons Change
Hey folks,
Because I suck at LJ, I've neglected announcing some significant, pending changes in my life.
( Leaving on a Jet Plane... ) -
Strike 2
Hey folks ( Read more... ) -
Strike 1
I don't know if you're familiar with the dynamics of online dating, but from talking to many men and women who've ventured into the world of cyber love, I think that it's safe to generalize that if you're a woman you're likely to receive scores of nasty, insulting solicitations from pathetic men, and if you're a man, you're likely to send dozens of ( Read more... ) -
This is what it looks like to move on...
A few days ago, I had a difficult conversation with Camille: the last one. We've propped each other up emotionally long enough, but she wants nothing from me but validation. She deserves more than that, and so do I. She deserves to find love with someone with whom she can love. I deserve the same. It was a hard conversation. I've never been ( Read more... ) -
Sex, Lies, and Fire Escapes
Hey folks,
Lately I've been revisiting the role of sex in my life. While I don't intend to post anything overtly explicit or salacious, I will be talking about sex and sexual desires quite frankly. It is for that reason that I will post the remainder of this entry behind the following cut:
( The Not-so-Salacious Misadventures of an Omega Male (part 1) ) -
East of Eden, West of Woebegon
I've struggled staying active, and I've decided to try something new. When John Steinbeck set out to write East of Eden, a novel that compelled him to identify all of his previous writing as mere practice for its completion, he would begin everyday of writing by writing a letter to his friend. He did this both to awaken his writing voice before ( Read more... )
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