If you read my post yesterday, then you know that I now have a Siamese twin growing out of my face. She's actually a zit the size of a continent, but I think she may be sentient. Today I went out to do some holiday shopping on my lunch break and I saw her over at the Starbucks, sipping a latte and reading the Sun Times...



Speaking of festering, in other news, for whatever reason - many of the men in my life (or around my life) are having/making drama. Mostly they are disagreeing with each other, but some of that is coming at me and I'm being snapped at and insulted a lot (though often the insults are wrapped in sarcasm, still after a while they hurt). What is up? Is this a Mars retrograde thing? The worst part is that none of these men (whom I would have once considered intelligent and possibly mature) will talk honestly about their feelings, even when I ask them to (to talk to me or each other) so nothing is getting better.

/>I've decided I can't fix any of them and they're on their own. I think perhaps they are all crackheads, and I'm pretty sure my zit has better communication skills than they do. I've also decided that I'm very saddened by the lack of brave people in the world who are willing to be open and who honestly desire real connections with others.

Sometimes I feel like I know folks who intentionally rip themselves out of the "fabric of love"...as though it feels better to have shallow connections and hollow encounters. Sometimes I feel like my trying to have something beyond that really puts people off or freaks them out.

I'm not planning to change, I'm just noticing.

Perhaps the zit and I will run away together to get away from all this drama and puerile antics...