Stuff that’s happened.
Slick has survived the grippa. I’m happy to finally know what’s going on, but apparently, facing mortality hasn’t made him appreciate me more. It’s okay. He’s not obligated to. It’s just that since I’m no longer giving anyone a break for cultural differences, the way he’s behaving since he thought he had me tells me…
I’m feeling a bit misanthropic today. Shovelling through reams of idiocy on both sides of the feminist and MRA (men’s rights activist) issue is leaving me a bit mentally fatigued. I know, I know…It’s my own fault. I’m bored since Hannibal is sick, and the enzymes are wearing off, so I thought I’d go back…
I just remembered that in our conversation about why I wasn’t going to do it again, I told him about Roissy telling me that I should shoot myself. I told him that I couldn’t go there anymore because I realized that the vast majority of guys in the west, view women like me as worthless,…
I didn’t get a chance to talk to Grievous again yesterday, but I did talk to others who knew him. It’s unclear what his feelings about me were at the time Shanti died. According to Fender and friends, he asked about me a lot. Fender was very annoyed by this while we were together, and made…
[sc name="responsivevoice" ]I just found out last night that a friend (with benefits back when I didn’t know that “free love” meant guilt free use) of mine who “fell off the grid” after I woke up, didn’t go to India. That was something he just told me so that I wouldn’t worry about him when he…
A couple of nights ago, Hannibal came to visit. He staggered in and fell onto my bed looking like death warmed over. Well, more than usual. He normally looks like someone who would play some sort of demonic, horned, scythe weilding bad ass, if he were an actor. His usual near phosophorescent glow had been…