well_______goddamn birdmad shit! how dead and jaded am i? even last night's vigorous and enthusastic random fuck hasn't totally improved my mood. on those occasions when i dcan mmanage to indulge like this, it's usually enough to keep a stupid half-smile on my face for a week or two this time, though, it's like the psychological equivalent of that old cliche about Chinese food and being hungry again a half-hour later 18 hours later i'm restless and empty again 050810 ... stork daddy welcome to the hungry ghost saloon partner. 050810 ... birdmad i've been here for years i thought i could step away, but i'm glad they saved my seat at the bar 050810 what's it to you? who go blather from