Can I just say for the record that today, I discovered the extent of how sexy intelligence can be. Mmhmm.

On an unrelated note, I realized as well that I hold the nagging ache\melancholy of love (and its lesser manifestations) like an ulcer. Which I probe with my tongue as I am wont to do to feel a sharp jab of pain, which is so much more satisfying than it just sitting there, half-existing and lingering only to be jolted at moments by an accidental snap of the teeth.

I would rather feel, and I would rather have it done purposefully.




(and holy shit, suddenly all the arrow keys on the laptop have stopped working! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS. The onset of laptop dementia, that is what. Not even the apostrophe key!)