Well, a bit much has happened since I last posted and I have no earthly idea how to link it all, but I'll try my very hardest, my gorgey chums, so as not to confluster you to the point of being loon royalty. Here goes something!
I believe previous posts have been postified on the subject of my boy conflusterment- specifically concerning mikey mikerson. Unfortunately, my state has only worsened. In fact, now he is either quite angry or quite afraid of me as well as untrusting. But enough about that. Concerning another male in my life, mi primo loco has recently taken housage in mi casa loca. He has moved from another part of the wonderful *cough* state i live in (as in Alabama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas....state, not as in denial) to live in this wonderful *COUGH* city. He seems to have taken quite a liking to me and jabbers on about things. I find it peculiar that a 23-year-old man would find comfort in ranting and chatting politics and everything else with a female teenager, but perhaps I'm just underschooled in that respect.
This brings me to mysteriosity. is I was ruminating over my new found blogging habit, I began to consider secrets. Between all my friends and my family, I seem to find that I have few secrets to keep in the little corners of my mind for comfort. I mean, in the midst of Nervy Bs, I have dislodged things that perhaps oughtn't have been dislodged, mostly concerning feelings and such. Perhaps it is a good thing that I am an open person. No one know everything about me, but between them all, they do. The fact that I have little to no mysteriosity about me troubles me greatly. Well the toilet is running- must go catch it!
~~K
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