This Time For Real

Why would I choose this as the title of my blog? Well, I wanted an anonymous blog, totally unlinked, hopefully totally untraceable. I mean, if you know me, then you'll know me, but since you don't, you won't--right? Circular enough? Anyway, I had another blog, she's gone now because dumb Google bought dumb Blogger, and then forced me to use my Gmail account. So, I had to delete that blog and make up a fake Gmail account and so on and so on. How tedious. All the really good blog names are taken. They're not even in use anymore. Check it out. TheLastPlaceYouLook. LastPlaceYouLook. YouWillNeverFindMe. Need I continue? I could, believe me, I really really could. So many abandoned blogs--false starts. What have they all lapsed into? Where are these deadbeats now? They haven't posted in years. Try typing in a couple of possible blog names. If you had to change your blog, what would you change it to? Not that it matters--it's taken already anyway. I digress. The title is hopefully a hint at a lot of things to come, least of all is the fact that I'm really going to keep this blog going. Most of all is the fact that if my experiments go right, I will be able to fly.

Alright, so that's taken care of, now let's talk about past loves of my life. In my old blog, before it had to get trashed, I'd remarked about how this horrible horrible winter is almost enough to drive me into the arms of any willing girl, whether I really care about her or not. That's a bad thing, right--RIGHT? If you answered wrong, then you probably are a horrible horrible person and you deserve this horrible horrible winter. Anyway, I stumbled on some old love letters and pictures from old girlfriends and thought I'd post them... Maybe I still will. In the meantime, I received a friend request on Facebook that shivered me timbers--my ex crush from my oh-so-awkward freshman year of college (I probably use the double hyphen and the parenthetical statement too much, but you're just going to have to deal with it). Don't get me wrong, life can still be pretty awkward, but it has gone uphill since that year. Since the internet emboldens as no other medium can, I sent her a message as follows.

FAKENAME!
how are you doing? what are you doing? insert normal "hey facebook friend" question here.

this was a surprise. seeing as the internet emboldens like no other medium, and also as an extension of my new "balls out" (see the movie Rad for an explanation) philosophy, here is a question: did you ever have a crush on me? because i had a mad crush on you. i would like to thank the internet for finally affording me the chance for closure on this issue.
OldEnough

It felt so good to do, in a cathartic way, that I resolved to send a similar message to one of my high school crushes. Now, I have reason to believe that both of these girls could have had crushes on me, but I never went for it. Consequentially, both of these girls are infamous for the places they hold in the "Regrets" section of my life. It's been a day and neither have written back, but I'll keep you posted.
Emotionally Distant,
OldEnough
PS - Here's their pics. I think they're still both lookers. If either of you ever read this, which is pretty much an impossibility, congratulations on still being lookers. Here's the high school crush...



Here's the freshman year of college crush...