Crushing Krisis

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Every once in a while when i’m bored i write a Soap Opera in my head. It would be sorta Beverly Hills 90210-ish, but more expansively cast like a real soap-opera (or, the latter years of Melrose Place). Every time something somewhat significant happens to me i try to plot ahead to the next episode, where more senstation happenings will occur. Last night had a lot of possible endings in the realm of Soap-Opera, but the one it wound up with was perhaps the most perfect of all… me walking home alone feeling both hope and closure. But, now tiny tendrils of new plots are starting to grow up from the cracks in the proverbial sidewalk of life. What can i say’ it keeps me tuned in.

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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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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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There should be an eCrush-like service just devoted to physical relationships, called eBooty. You can just write down anyone you’d fancy a shag with (and what sort of shag) and get set up in no time at all! Oh, wait… theSpark.com sorta has that service already…

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