sorry i can’t go out with you, you’re too… well-adjusted… (it’s a codeword for BORING)
it occurred to me last night that i only ever go out with people who need me, and then i had a crazy dream (oversleeping always equates to crazy dreams) that i was in an extremely serious relationship with Vicky from the Lockie Leonard books, except her personality was extremely worryingly similar to the girl off Suburban Mayhem. both of who remind me of my first girlfriend. years later i still am amazed with the crap that girl pulled, but that’s what you get for meeting your girl in a mental institution. all my other girls too, totally crazy, just not as bad. Zed’s crazy too. i’m noticing a direct correlation between the people i see with how screwed up their childhood was. i don’t think i’m complaining though… maybe it makes it easier for us to relate to each other? on the other hand, why am i the only person in the world who seems to have been able to pull it together?
