Thursday, November 10, 2005
Cuz there's no one left to finger, there's no one here to blame
I'm not easily shocked, but I had some interesting shit drop in my email INBOX on Monday. Here's the backstory. There's this dude who I've known for some years now. We met online. No, no, it wasn't all nasty. No comparing dick stats and whatnot. No e-wanking. He made me laugh, and I tried desperately, clownishly, to make him laugh, too. You know, like I do. He's a cool guy. We were flirty, but he's in a longterm relationship, albeit a rocky one, so that was it. It was a friendship. Don't taint the beauty of it, bitches. We met for coffee a few times. Anyway, we kept in touch sporadically through the last several years, but it wasn't uncommon for months to go by between shouts. If one emailed, though, the other would respond. So, when he was all non-responsive to my high-larious missive in October, I was soon firing off another note, and only about half the offence was feigned. Again, silence. Huh? Wha? Bitch, you better not EVEN write back now, cuz there ain't no excuse good enough. You know I was all in my Glenn Close I will not be ignored crazy rabbit boilin' voice. So his reply finally showed up on Monday. About that 'no excuse good enough'? Ummm....never mind. Here's a snippet, edited to preserve his anonymity:
hey you! So seldom in life do we haVE a rock solid xcuse but I AVE one today. would you believe I had brain surgery on X-XX-XX. Emergency brain surgery at that!!!
Over a month later now. I have been home since mid Oct and today is the first day I checked my email.Chocked?? Yeah me too when I found out. I have very little memory of that event or the weeks that followed.
OH!! My condition no??? My vision is fucked up. The surgery was in my "vision area" of mybrain. Other than the vision and some short term memory issues, all else is well. Whew!!!
Sorry bout the typing BITCH!!!!
Crazy, huh? You should know that his spelling was never great, but otherwise he was fairly meticulous in his email. You know, normal sentence construction AND near coherence. Nothing like this wild garble. I was laughing and crying at the same time as I read this, both from relief/release. I can feel him behind those words, but for now at least, he's altered. Our relationship has been 90% online. It doesn't matter. I love him just the same, and it's been satisfying. Times like these, though, I wish he wasn't 300 miles away and that we were more than electronically linked. OK, I'm gonna get maudlin right now and you are just going to shut the hell up about it. Kapish? Hug someone you love tonight. Like now. No, not like that, really love on 'em.
This is prolly it for me this week, kiddies, because I leave in the morning. Hence the post title. Get your fingerin' in now, people, because I'm about to start the frantic last minute packing like I always do when I travel and you do not want your precious digits anywhere near me once that starts.