And the saga continues…
So, I was feeling depressed when I wrote my last two posts. That part is obvious. I’m over it now, and since it wasn’t a major crisis (compared to the other events of the past few weeks), I have relatively quickly returned to my otherwise jovial and slightly off-the-edge mood.
And I just want to say, no I don’t always think in such a defeatist way, but with all of my friends getting married and starting families, I tend to see what I don’t have, compared to what they do.
And so, we return to our regularly scheduled life.
What else has been going on? D.H. and I have been hanging out again. I’m… not exactly sure what to think. I still like her, I still would like to date her, and would naturally be a little more cautious, but…
I’ll put it in a way that’s highly oversimplified, yet completely true…
Confound it! Women confound me…
There, I said it. I’ve admitted my flaw for all the world to see. I don’t understand women.
Wow. It feels good to get that off my chest.
What? You’re not suprised by this? You mean, I’m not the only one that is utterly confuzzbubbled by women?
…
And all this time, I assumed it was just me.
So, as I’ve stated before, I will try again. Since I’m done with my short, yet overindulged bout with self-pity, I will attempt to find a special someone to spend time with.
If you direct your glance to the right, you’ll notice a new link on my blog, entitled “There You Are…”. This is D.H.’s new online journal, which she asked me to help set up for her.
This blogging thing is quite viral in nature, isn’t it? First Uncle Bubby gets me started, then I go and get somebody else to join the fold, as it were. Hmmmm… who can I infect next?
Now, off to intellectual indentured servitude, otherwise known as “homework”.
Until we meet again.
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