There is something about a kiss, something so inherently gooey about it that there is no way you would think of it otherwise unless you have put yourself through the travesty. Well, at least I am hoping it is more fun than it looks for anything that involves the transfer of bodily fluids is either painful as in the case of a blood transfusion or yuck as in the case of nasal mucus residues on your shirt courtesy a very satisfying rip-roaring sneeze of this colleague who sits somewhere in your vicinity.

Whatever the case may be, and I do not think it is either of the former or the latter, the point of interest here is not the act of transfer or even the fluid. I am not quite sure what the point is anymore. It is quite lost in the rattan-like rigmarole that I have woven. I am certain, however, that it is much more profound than the question of life, the universe, everything. Not surprising then that it has been lost, perhaps never to be found again the same way the question in question was lost when the planet earth was destroyed by the Vogon constructor fleet to make way for a hyperspace bypass.

As I sit here in front of my 'puter spewing out enough non-sense to power Somalia for a few centuries, if ever a power plant could be built that ran on pure non-sense, while listening to Meatloaf I cannot help but think if Goo Goo Dolls would have been a better choice at this time of the day. Or even if there is such a thing as 'this time of the day'. Wouldn't 'this day in time' be a much more accurate description of a temporal unit since a day is a subset of time? But I never did understand set theory well enough to take sides here. Pity!

From time immemorial, or at least since I have been in grade 7 when I first used this phrase, I never dreamt that there will be a moment in my life so supremely self-actualising that I would simply be sucked into the vortex of it all. Good that I never dreamt for it never happened. So I take leave of you of my sorry existence only to return stronger and sorrier, if such a word even exists.

Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: Meatloaf - I would do anything for love