i_slept_with_somebody_interesting kss I wish. but when I find her, damn. she better be ready to get busy *sigh* actually, my single-ness is really coming into its own. i've been going out to bars that are JAMMED with very "hot" girls. The problem is, this seems to be a world of one and maybe two dimensional people, people that don't think much beyond how their outfit looks, and don't aspire to much more than material comfort and financial stability. It's all about digital cable, really. I'd much rather come home alone, my dignty still happily undisturbed, and not have to modify myself just for some company. If I do talk to someone, I give them the test right way. Most people are not prepared to talk with a odd-ball, ironic, wandering, poetic, abstract, bigger-picture, and_i_will_tell_you_how_wonder_you_are sort of person. These visits to a world I don't care to occupy are good; hey help to reduce the static, so my mind will be clear when I FINALLY come across the punk rock, snowboard diva, english/philosophy/art major, sex-machine super woman. that owns a liquor store and a racing car, and her dad is chief of police... 021011 ... farmfish i be readin' this post on thee public library computer and thee screen is so friggin' big ass that i couldn't tell who be postin' but as i read, somehow i be knowin' it was thee special king. and of course, i was bein' right. what can i say? jamie is bein' all those things 'cept her dad owns nordic fisheries and her car is a '68 beetle. i be wishin' you well in that there search of yours super king. and somway it will happen, wishes be comin' true. i know a witch that be havin' some magic beans...i bought some ten years ago for a dime and they friggin' worked, i tell you. probably be a buck now though. 021011 ... p2 myself. 021011 ... silentbob no i didnt 021024 ... kss me either. still. 021024 ... jane i'm interesting am i the only one willing to admit this 021024 ... Casey Is bobby interesting? 021024 ... kss fuck yeah. if I was a girl, I'd heart bobby. 021029 what's it to you? who go blather from