From Another Life:
Thursday, July 17, 2003
Stillwater, OK

Yeehaw! I love blogging. Some poor demented soul had the decency to reply to a mail I sent him. Haha! he is now snared. I am not going to pretend that the only happy thought I have had all day was not "Somebody actually likes mailing me!"Sheesh - I am not as pathetic as I sound. I do have friends, no really I do. Its just that they dont think like me, talk like me. Its rather depressing that the real me is someone I am working hard to keep under wraps - even...no especially with my closest friends. I fear that these people whom I care about, whom I have instituted willy-nilly into my make-shift family will take one look at the real me and wrinkle up their noses and hold thier thumb and forefinger to their foreheads - in a resounding capital L! Its hard belonging to a group of awesome people who like you because they dont really know what dirty, lazy-ass worthless and completely uninteresting thoughts cross your mind half the time. Makes me want to go pierce my tongue or something you know - prove their worst fears right. Isn't it funny the cartwheels and jumping through hoops you will do to avoid loneliness - even if it means the true you is alone anyway, pouring forth in emails and blogs that noone cares about.Okay I have now thoroughly depressed myself and am going to go the bathroom and wipe my nose.adios amigos