@rahve: thanks. if you have time please post an account of our weekend misadventures, i would do that but you're way more the writer than i am.
nf: spinning, and a complete loser. plus, wanting to lock myself in next friday night instead of properly responding to an invitation i've received to do one of the things i love best, i. e. talking
yet again about my (otherwise reported to be amazing, cute and
affectionate) inner self and how it's changed in the past ten years. first of all, i don't see how the subject could hold any interest, and second, i don't see why it's so important that i do it live, since i've offered to write lengthy accounts and the option has been refused in favor of some f2f event. i can relate to the idea of not wanting to read lenghty accounts tho.
i also think that waiting for
a specific cue creates reflexes to
generic cues, turning people into teh hate ball.
i propose a new slogan for all those who are deprived of attention from people who matter to them:
micicici, vaffanculo! (direct it to whoever you please). moreover: being deprived of attention from people who matter is like a broken lock, and it has the same effects if it shows. i'm far too scarred - said the famous war hero - not to know this, but it's the last subject i need to ponder now.
i'm feeling calmer than i was a while ago. i have to try and hold my breath for a month. i'll try to work, play manowar, and stay perfectly still, because no matter the turmoil, my intellect and my moral capacities are in full health.