An awkward morsel of dubious delight - a starter of drivel and musings, followed by an entree of doldrumatic dispair and despondency, followed lately by an unappetizing palette of uninspired and unconnected derailed trains of thought.
Bespectacled Asian banana, reasonably well-travelled, somewhat well-read, and a damned know-it-all. Interesting, pseudo-intelligent,wanna-be smart, jocular and fun, caring and one of the nicest people you'll meet. No, really.
I want to write but there are too many emotions and too many things to talk about. I can't. The fingers want to keep going but I am having to repress it and tell myself to stop. It's nothing I can fix, How depressing is that?
posted by His Gordness @ 12:35 a.m.
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