Vortexia's Secret

sorry you've had to go a couple days without new posts. i'll attempt to fill you in and share a few thoughts.

i've been sick the past few days. i either haven't been near a computer or i haven't felt like doing anything other than huddle under blankets and wait for sweet mercy to take away the pain. i think i'm on the mend again finally, though.

have you ever met somebody and wondered how in the hell anybody could date them? i met this guy who is a complete and total asshole. and he also has a massive ego and is a know-it-all. i have tried to consider who in the world would date him, and i concluded that it must be a woman with a very low self-esteem who likes a man who can set her straight and deliver orders. in other words, it would have to be the woman who is the very antithesis of me. well, i come to find out that he is gay, and since then i have been trying to think if i have ever met a man who would love being in a relationship with a guy like that. gay or straight, just any man, period, who is that meek and docile and wants to be ordered around like that. i've drawn a blank every time and concluded that this mean lonely man must be truly undateable.

my place is filthy. i need to clean it, but you never feel like cleaning when you're sick. i wish i could convince mayhem that it would be fun for him to clean for me. i don't think even bribery would work. this is one of those times where being married could come in handy, though. i could make him clean up the place, then buy groceries for the week, and exchange an item i bought last week that doesn't work. meanwhile, i could stay at home and work on feeling better. despite being an asshole most of the week, he came through for me last night, so he's slowly being forgiven.

there are no HNT pictures because there is something wrong with my camera. once that has been resolved, HNT will be reinstated here at VS.

my dishwasher sounds like the crocodile in peter pan. it ticks when it's supposed to be in that silent part of cleaning or drying. ok, that's about it. time for my nap.