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I'm sitting here, in my yellow t-shirt, wondering what I should write. I have this strong urge to document what I'm going through, even though I have no drive to do it.
I suppose I should push on though, after all, it has been a while since I posted something with substance.
I sometimes forget how small this world really is. It turns out that a number of people with whom I talk with on a regular basis, and the I would assume don't know each other, in fact, do know each other. Like today for instance, I have been chatting with a guy on MSN for a couple days, turns out he knows someone who I know quite well. They met before I met the "linking person".
Maybe it isn't the world that's so small, but undoubtedly the "gay community". Oh how I sometimes loath the community. When I was in the shower today, (consequently that's where I do most of my important thinking due to the "me time" that I associate with being alone in the shower) I realised how hard it is to be friends with someone who happens to be gay, and not have some connection to someone you absolutely cannot stand. I think that's why I choose to not really have a strong association with the 'scensters'. You'd always be running into people you don't like. Ugh, it's frustrating.
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