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All It Would Have Done To You.

In the past 3 days, I've had about 1,000 people read this thing.

I don't even know 100 people.

I talk to about 6 people on a regular basis, and about 3 on weekends.

My entire point was to try to drown out the SquirrelX banners, but I see that there's just no way I can do that without spending a good amount of money. My only hope is that some day in the near future they will run out and I can go back to looking at nothing, and I can stop being irritated every time I get on the computer.

My banners will soon run out, well... all except one... and I've learned a very important lesson. I've stopped looking to see who's reading, because I can't tell any more. Just looking at the hosts makes my head hurt.

I don't want it
If he ain't made no arrangements with you.

Yesterday, Staring Guy came over to my desk to ask my about my tattoo.

"Let me see your wrist."

"Okay. Why?"

"I just want to see it."

He kind of fondled my wrist in a weird way, though Kristin and I established he's just a "touchy-feely" guy, it weirded me out a little. Running his fingers over the design, the pressure of his thumb.

Later that morning, I realized that was the first time someone has touched me in over two weeks.

I wish someone made people petting zoos, in a completely asexual way. Ten bucks to have someone play with your hair for a half an hour, 15 for hand holding. I would spend a lot of money at that establishment.

Emotional stuff would probably pose a problem for me. I know that I have a bad habit of confusing affection with sex, sex with emotion, and emotion with affection. I would probably fall in love with the hand holding specialist.

I hope you would have done
The same
Thang for me too

"I can't tell if I miss you, or if I miss someone."

"Don't you think it's a little of both?"

"Yeah... I guess it is. It just never occurs to me that it can be more than one thing I'm feeling."

You don't need him
Cause he ain't ready

11.23.02 || 9:39 am

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