Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

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I know now to be careful about who i open my mouth to, because it might get me into trouble later (wow, wasn’t that a double entendre…). For example, i had mentioned to a certain someone that i have been known to “Strip at the drop of a dime,” and so she shouldn’t push her luck and drop one. She intended to show up to the cast party with a dime in her possession, but apparently it somehow found its way out of her pants pocket (don’t look at me). So, we were stuck, fully clothed and without a dime (not that i ever really need a reason to get nude in front of large groups of people).

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Well… much in the way the kiss on the cheek thursday night almost went how i wanted it to go but then ended up how i initially intended it, so did my trip to the Cast Party last night. Only, not at all like that. But, somewhat…. errr… nevermind.

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Just as a sidenote, in addition to having a record sales day at the coffee shop yesterday, this page also received a record number of hits by about 400%. At first i thought this was just because people finally came to their senses and fell in love with me, but then i checked my referrer logs and noticed i was receiving a lot of clicks from Disturbing Search Requests, where i occasionally post. Further investigation revealed that their hits had also jumped 400%, due to the fact that Yahoo had listed them as a cool site.. This either proves a very strong mathematical model for how internet users browse, or it means that they’re a bunch of fucking mindless sheep who’ll click anything that’s underlined and some things that aren’t. Or both.

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Is there a saturation point of loneliness? And, does it come when your at your most lonely? I say that it actually arrives when you’re in the middle … blissfully in the midst of your companions one night and alone the next. Contrast is what makes it worse; knowing that just last night you were happy and laughing and now you’re just worthless. Or something. Anyhow, maybe lust is like that too; maybe you lust for so long that you forget what it really means until you’re reminded of it again. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but there’s only so fond a heart can get if it can’t remember what she even looked like…

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Ah, you see, the peril of knowing me from actual life and also reading the blog is that i reveal *more* in the blog than i ever do in real life, but still hardly anything at all. So, speculation gets you nowhere, because you only know half of what’s going on and it’s probably not the pertinent half anyhow. Yes, i am pure evil. Also, i’m not dying or anything, but i do think i’m getting sick. So,… that’s just to answer your concerned calls, emails, postcards, and letters. Remember, we don’t accept COD.

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