saturn1

just when i am about to swear off the internet as a complete waste of time and a fucking horrible vessel of human depravity, i get a myspace message.

FROM THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
no, seriously.
jesus what a weird thing, the last time we talked people weren't even using the internet much. if they did it was on shitty 28k dial-up modems. i left chicago and figured we'd never talk again. i still thought of him and hoped he was happy. not because i should but because all i really wanted was his happiness, with or without me. i don't know why i cared about him so much we weren't dating that long. but i'd known him for years and something about him makes me love his spirit.

i guess he's been thinking about me all of this time.

lots of apologies and updates and explanations later & i still feel the same.

the interweb is silly! i fucking love it right now.

i had a good interview today, yeeehaw. and smartbacon in my kitchen. and more percoset from the doctor.