Head Splodeys

'Ware the Head 'Splodeys
2001-06-17 - 7:35 p.m.

So, I'm pretty sure MS read my diary. Maybe not all of it, but the latest entries, at least.

So that means that everyone I'm currently dating, interested in dating, or was dating until very recently reads my diary, at least occaisionally, if not regularly.

That's a little odd.

I thought about starting a new diary just for relationship musings, but I'm not going to, for various reasons that seemed very logical a little while ago, but which I don't feel like articulating right now.

And I'm sure I'm going to get a couple of emails offering to stop reading my diary. Honestly, though, I'm not the one I'm concerned about. Anything I don't want people to know about doesn't make it into my diary. If you care enough about me to read my diary, you're worthy of knowing what I'm thinking. Welcome to my head, hope you enjoy your stay.

But I don't want to hurt any feelings (or at least, any more than I have already, or any more than is strictly necessary). So here's another one of those bothersome "read at your own risk" disclaimers. If you're a potential suitor & it's going to bother you to read about my new Squeezy, or if you're the Squeezy & you'd rather not read the sordid details of how much I still love MS, or if you're MS, perhaps you should steer clear of the Head Splodeys for awhile.

And, as always, if anyone is ever unclear about where my head's at, I'll be happy to try to figure it out for you if you email me personally.

Alright, carry on.

Give a Clix, if you please.

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