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Honestly, I miss having a confidant I could share everything with. My life is such a spider web of associations I can't do that anymore; perhaps never should have. Plus, it is taxing on the people who keep secrets when you share them - which often put people in ethical dilemmas blah blah.

I just spent 4 hours of my short life cleaning my old apt. What was left to clean? Nothing really, or so you'd think. First I started fussing with the dead light, only to find that there was nothing wrong with the switch...the girls just never replaced the light bulbs, 3 of them, when they burned out...getting a lamp instead. o_O I scrubbed the tub, made the sinks all sparkly, de-haired the drains...
Do you want to know why I date gay girls, or find them hot? You really wanna know? Because they have short hair. It's not about body, sex, being exotic or hard to get...and I don't really care about dating gay or bi girls. No, it's knowing if things work out I won't be shoving a steel snake down the fucking drain and pulling out her mane in clumps 3 months later. I won't have to wear gloves, bend-twist-beg-manipulate that thing into the bowels of hell, pull it back up with it's vile black rank-smelling goo and associated lumps in tow, as the exposed end lashes about spritzing filth around the room like a shaking dog, invariably nailing you in the eye, only to find the drain is still slow.
...and used wood treatment to make all the cabinets in the kitchen, including the worn ones with water marks, a nice even almond honey. Then I pulled down each window, folding them in (I had to re-learn how to do this) and cleaning them all inside and out. Yeah, I did windows. I also took the screens down and hosed them off. I swear it's 200 lumens brighter now. Or 2000. What's a lumen?

The place is fucking sparkling and reeks of happy chemicals. I am not and do not.

I hit the market today and found some awesome books at $1 each:
1. Ray Bradbury - Zen in the art of writing
2. Geek love
3. Short stories from the New Yorker (1925-1940, 68 stories)
4. WHY CATS PAINT!
Sad part was the seller had a ton of environmental, economics of environment, and population issue texts. I noted this and said it was his old work - but it was too late.