2000-09-05

mmmm. well. after a long and luscious experience crying and feeling really shitty, i feel better today.

i dunno. my best friend in college always told me that i should make of point of trying out a one-night-stand, as it would be, in her words, "gloriously liberating"... but i knew then that it wasn't really the track for me, and this just corroborates that assumption on my part...

again, i reiterate that i don't regret what i did, cuz in my mind, i just don't agree with the moral mechanics that say that sex is a poor venture for a woman to partake in, and i can't say that i have alot of patience for any guy that would see it that way... *sigh*. i am beginning, of course, to believe that that sort of guy probably does not exist, but ah well.

anyways. my pathetic self won't get shot for another day. and i am still never going on another date ever in my entire life. and i am through with boys... so i guess its a good thing that i got laid in the final stages of my procreative life... cuz my heart is just all melted and pouring and sloshing all over inside of me, just all confused and hurt-like on how come noone else ever seems to interpret and see things like i do, you know?

i can't possible be the only person that sees the moronics that are part and parcel of social attitudes on sex.

or maybe i am. i dunno.