More people should be interesting enough to hit on.  I remain dejected.

Most (good) blogs are topical, or can actually expand on issues throughout – mine is purely egotistical, just to make no mistakes.

Black dome light on its way.

Room is clearer – actually have some decent walking space.  I need to get a little more organization (and get a load of car parts out of the closet to make space) and it’ll look like a manageable bedroom.  Then, seduction!

The issue of internet dating comes up, and I can’t find myself against it – even if I don’t participate.  I never tried; never used to try, anyway.  My first experiences were being completely strange, expecting I wouldn’t be around to matter.  I remember the first… it was preternaturally sweet.  I remember her, and the taste, and the awkward intimacy as I descended to contemplate her.

I agonize over the scent sometime.  Perhaps that’s where I stopped; never again going much further, for I was satisfied there.  The best experience starting, one can’t find a way forward.

I wish I could remember the exact words I used later to describe that.

Sadly, it’s become perverse; used against me.  How can I retain the original intention?