Who missed me?

[rude_not_ginger]

So I'm back.

Dreadful three days. All that sun and beach? It only started a pleasant cold rain the day we left. Well, the writer spent too much time drinking with 60 and 70 year old women (what exactly is a cougar?) and I spent too much time completely bored.

The music wasn't bad though.

Go on, tell me how missed I was.

Comments

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

While I am delighted to know that you spent some of your time thinking about me, I must decline the gifts. I've no use for seashells and I'm simply not in the mood for salt water taffy.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

How can you not be in the mood for taffy? It's sweet but tough!

Like love!

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

I can not be in that mood very easily. Either on part of a conscious decision or due to the fact that at this moment I simply feel no overwhelming desire to have any.

Just like I can consciously decide that love is a very fickle and annoying emotion that I wish to have no part of, or that I may suddenly find myself completely lacking, provided it is there to begin with.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Did you and my younger self have a fight? You know, uh, more of a fight?

Maybe I don't want to know.

[sinister-charm.livejournal.com]

Indeed, I don't enjoy giving out details - but no, we're at the same level of fighting we always tend to engage in.