Still (sur)Rendering

All great truths begin as blasphemies.
George Bernard Shaw
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There is nothing to read here. The content is over there, to your right.

I may, however, at some point, put something here. Some day. Eventually. No pressure.


stalled x2.5

Lonely. *sigh*




more later.




Explanation:

M. is out of town for a few days. It's odd; a couple of years ago, he used to be gone for two or three weeks at a time, every month. I got used to him not being there. Now? pfft. *lol* The bed is too big, the bedroom too quiet.

I ended up turning on the radio just so I could fall asleep.

(Of course, by the time he gets back, I'll be appreciating the extra room and the silence.)




Ok, be honest with me now.

Is it just strange that I'm feeling sorry for myself because I'll never be a rock star?

No, seriously.




Yes, yes - it is technically the next day, but this little rant hardly merits it's own entry. (what's this, hathaway's suddenly got content standards? pffft. fuck off.)

MSN, AIM, Yahoo, ICQ and now Google Talk?? wtf? My computer is going to explode. For reals. It's become nothing more than a huge chat/texting device - more expensive and *slightly* larger than a cell phone.

I'm so screwed.




soundtrack: Melanie Safka - "The Saddest Thing"


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