So my new and wonderful beau has this awesome blog he just started like 20 minutes ago, which will reveal to you his sheer and utter genius. Meanwhile, same time, I've had zero inspiration whatsoever, since my brain is all taken with the sighing and the dreamingness and the glowing and the whatnot. In fact, I seem to have way less to say to people in general these days. The Great Undercurrent of My Discontent has been knocked out by his awesomeness, I guess, and, huh, apparently that was the source of whatever general entertainingness I flimsily held in my possession.
Or maybe I'd just rather be talking to him than to you.
Thursday affirmations
2 hours ago
5 comments:
I was going to apologize for any part I might be playing in the brain-breaking and the non-writing, but then I saw that you have Captcha validation enabled on these here comments, so apology officially retracted.
I will now distract with extreme prejudice.
Also, the Captcha I got spelled "Ureepa" which sounds like something a frog would say after having a great idea like "Ureepa! I should trick chicks into kissing me by telling them I'll turn into a prince!"
The Captcha angered you into non-apology? Interesting ... *pen scratching*
Apologizing for that is like apologizing for making someone the best warm gooey hot fudgey cake they've ever had in their life. And the best pizza. And the best palak paneer. Every day.
Oh, so you're one of THOSE girls.
But it's okay, we'll forgive you ... for now. ;p
P.S. Chabla!
This doesn't count as interpersonal communication. Your fingers aren't broken! You have the flat little box with the push buttons!
Also, I love you.
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