First off : my dad puts enough sugar in his coffee to shame Willy Wonka.

Second : this blog is frustrating

Okay so I know there are a few people that are curious about this internet boy. I think maybe I'm allowed to talk about it a little... He's getting his name changed - legally - I don't know what this new name is. I hope, if we ever meet, he'll introduce himself as such. He's changing his last name to his mother's maiden name. She died when he was 17... She was sick.

I seem to notice that in talking to people I don't say what the sickness are - mine or others. I talk about my sickness - I almost forget to say what I had, might still have - *knock on wood* - don't have. The sickness itself has lost all importance to me. I know it shouldn't and I should help other people with "Lupus," but shouldn't I help EVERYONE - all kinds of sick? Common cold or brain tumor? Cancer or broken toe? That's to much to think about right now... I continue...

This boy, he's a member of Mensa. I can't begin to tell you how I'm turned on by the brains of this kid. He's funny - thank goodness cause that's number two. HE LOVES LABYRINTH. (I guess it's a cultish thing to like in a person but I can almost say he likes it as much as I do~!) And he's got this cute little robertsmith look to him. Which really isn't important but I when I found out - you know I was slightly turned on. We've been talking - we've spoken a bit on the phone. We like a lot of the same things.

Who knows? Maybe we're just two confused, painfully alone - horny people who found each other at the right moment... but who knows.

I don't want to do anything just out of 'why not?'

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Quilt update: got an eels shirt I can cut up.

Opera update: AWESOME~!