stay cool wayfarin stranger

once upon a time, there lived a boy down the street who had extensive history with a girl named SmartPineapple. we'll call him ExtensiveBoy, but don't allow that name to apply to other areas of his life besides his relations with SP.

i am tired of dealing with this boy and his psuedo-woman characteristics, along with his "feelings", his "feelings", and his "feelings". the truth of the matter is that the only part of ExtensiveBoy's feelings i care about is the section that DOES NOT somehow encorporate my would-be feelings if i wasn't somewhat emotionally (i would say resilient) detached (that would be TheRoomie's word of choice).

having decided this, the only relation i want with ExtensiveBoy is a mouth-on-mouth relationship with is wonderlous water-imbibing, "tobacco" smoking, wonder device. i like it. certainly more than i like him.

marines have left. this makes me kinda giddy to have my house back. but mostly sad because they know how to use tools in a way i would have never thought and fix shit. boys are useful. maybe i will have a few around when i'm older.