thisiswhoweare

Well now I'm in the mood to write more. I've been doing this internet dating service match.com thing for a few months now. It's alternating from fun to sad and back. It's so hard to come up with new questions and letters each time I make a new contact. I'd feel like a shit recycling the same questions all the time, so I've wandered to asking stupid things like "Do you beleive in Bigfoot" or "Lighter or matches". Some of the weirder questions actually do give a bit of insight into their personalities though. Do they have a sense of humor? A brain worth digging in to? I went to the SG burlesque show on saturday in San Francisco... Damn that was fun. I should've gone with somebody else though. I need to find these women! That style, like it drifts behind them like a censer. (Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.) I love that attitude, that eye-fire. Not more zombies plodding and trudging along, but daemon-fairies sowing adrenaline and wonder. What DOES one do to find them? Pull a thorn out a paw? I'm tired of vanilla. Vanilla can be tasty, but now I crave Jalapeno & barbed wire ice cream...