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everyone under the sun is having sex. right now. (or at least making warm connections.)

except me. must rectify this.

…or is there just something wrong with me???

what the hell, i can wait another 6 years.


and in other news, my beautiful, beautiful friend Melissa is moving back home to Wisconsin in the summer to have her baby. was kinda looking forward to visiting San Diego at some point (in fact just got a monster.com lead on a webdesign/video editing job there, oddly enough (i get national job leads if they’re interesting enough to come up in my search agent)), but this’ll be really good for her. and she’ll be a LOT closer. i must road trip out to see her! it’s been YEARS now. sigh. i heart Melissa. what a wonderful human being!

shut up, i’m not in love!

i just love her is all. it ain’t no big deal.

(people been buggin’ me for YEARS about her. don’t know why, though i guess it’s pretty obvious that i adore the daylights out of her. actually, the ones who know us both (Patrick? hullo? Patrick? where are you, you drunk fuckin’ mick?) are probably right. well, i dunno. i’m a real lousy piece of shit sometimes. it’s my head. bad wiring or something. the outside ain’t too good either, of course. but what the hell, it’d never happen anyway, so i don’t worry any about it. she’s a smart girl, she’ll find SOMEbody who actually deserves her one of these days.)

the only thing that matters is that she deserves to be very, very happy.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.