Phrase of the Day:

"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on!"
said by Emily

How do like that!

How often are people actually in love with something real instead of the idea of it?

I look back now and I see how I love the idea of the guy so much more than the guy themselves, in most cases. There have been exceptions, but they are few and far between. It is a disservice to them and even more, a disservice to me.

"Sometimes I miss you so much, it hurts." - JD to Turk, Scrubs

I will catch myself feeling that strange pang of missing someone every now and then. Probably more often than I'd like to admit. The way I approach it mentally now is -- I let myself soak in that physical sensation, like a knot in your stomach, and I think, Well, this is what missing someone feels like, this is as bad as it will get for now. And really, it's not so bad.

When I was 15, I spent long summer days waiting for a phone call from my first high school crush -- a phone call that never came, of course. I think of how much it hurt then to wait, how awful it was to wait, especially when you can't drive and you aren't in school all day. At least now, you know, I get something to eat with Karen, I play with Dozer & Bridget, I am far too distracted by minutae in general. It's great, honestly. It's much better.

The really stupid thing is, I have no good reason or right to miss this manchild.

Given the trouble I, and others, have gotten into over personal weblogs, it's ironic that I should be back here again.

"Live and learn -- at least we lived!" (Seinfeld)