grendel_kin

ramble, ramble, ramble.......so few people excite me enough to give them anything more of myself than the clever banter thing. i don't know, journal fans, maybe....just maybe the fault is in me? everyone cant be mel brooks, now can they? i keep making excuses and i keep allowing myself to avoid community, and not in a sexy lone wolf sort of way either. this new addiction to SG world is not an extension of a healthy social life, but a tantalizing and sterile substitution for one.

and then the women....the women scattered about my world are gaining control. i find i'm totally dependent on their affection as of late. not healthy, my boy, not healthy......and what does it say when i have a lot of lovers but few friends? could i call any of them if i had a flat tire? would i want to? ....it's just that they're so pretty. right now beauty is the strongest currency running the market, and apparently i'll sacrifice anything for it.....my, my, my.....the boy is sooo shallow since moving to LA.

i guess i might as well stay picky while i still enjoy my solitude. there will come a time when willingness will be the only criteria for companionship....but at that same time there will be a rebirth of my love for jello.

.....seems a fair trade to this kid, no?

***silly question to stimulate postings to the journal:

choose a super-power and a weakness...and a name? describing theme music is optional....x-tra credit if you will.