I’ve always loved writing, and have fantasies about friendships with writers.
As I finally have begun moving into that realm, it’s been a joy that the people are as interesting as I imagined.
There’s relating to someone, and then there’s RELATING to someone.
Clarify your obfuscationary quotent.
And dear lord, nothing makes life more sick than worrying about necessities: food, money, shelter (and love, sometimes). Truly ill-making.
Witty lines always sound so much better when in one’s head.
Spite is a Seinfeld reference. How wonderfully dated!
I remember really really loving that movie. Maybe I should re-watch it.
Or maybe I should say movieS. It truly is:
part 1: a romantic comedy
part 2: a comedic tragedy
I’ve had some awkward moments like this, where words have pushed people away when I haven’t even known what words they were, and when I later have seen them, I’m terrified to say similar words.












