wildseven

okay then. i suppose i should probably start small. over the past few years i've been having a rough time. and in particular these past few weeks. they've been hard going. joining SG caused a pretty noticable blip. i met loads of new, unique friends pretty quickly, and stuff started to look up. really look up! still, despite all that good, nay great, stuff, and people, i sorta started to slip back into it. the same dark funk. all over again. and right at the bottom i posted the "blog" the other day. i use inverted commas because i couldn't really call that bitch-fest a blog, without shuddering i keed, i keed. eh... sort of

anyway. long story short, about four days ago i started talking to a girl named Casey, from Arkansas. after bandying about on email for a day or two. we kept missing each other, fuck you mister timezone inventor person. Finally we both ended up on AIM at the same time. And i was, needless to say, worried. Surprise, surprise. And then... we started talking

to say that we like the same stuff is an understatement. she's a metalhead. she has a groovy accent, she likes Star Wars, she likes my shitty jokes, she likes long hair and beards, she likes irish people, she likes RPGs. bollocks i've to go. i'll finish this off later

now it's later! now where was i... oh yeah. we've been talking for about four days straight now! and there's no sign of it letting up . From the very start we've been totally honest about everything. and i'm feeling so much better! damn near infinitely better something about talking to her in particular. we have just everything in common. every single thing just seems to flow. just easy. that's the only word to describe it. she makes it easy. i have more to write but i'm going to bed perchance more tomorrow