Subject: Thanks for reading!
To: p*********@gmail.com
Sat, Aug 24, 2024 at 11:22 PM
Wow, I'd forgotten all about those ads. What a blast from the past! I lost access to that DoubleList account years ago when I failed to update my phone number. I don't remember getting many responses back then, so I just leaned into the "here are all the random thoughts in my head" personal ad template. Anyway, you're sweet to answer an ad that old (and funky) and to wish me well, especially when I sound like such a desperate clod.
Since placing those ads, I did break my lonely streak, and I had a mini relationship of sorts which lasted a little over a year. Although it was mutually beneficial for a time, we had some fundamental issues that kind of doomed us from the start. That was over a year ago now, and I'm still a clod, I guess, but I don't feel as desperate. I still wouldn't mind having a few more cool experiences along the way, but I'm not desperately seeking Susan or anything.
I haven't found it to be true that when you aren't looking for it, love will somehow find you. Love eludes me whether I pursue it or hide from it. I probably sound cynical or at best ambivalent. I guess I've let emotions get the best of me in the past, and I keep falling for the velvet allure of infatuation at every opportunity, only make a fool of myself or self-sabotage, and inevitably, I wind up alone. Rinse, repeat, recuse, retreat.
Anyway, thanks for the fun pictures and well wishes. Yeah, everyone needs someone to flash them from a tree once in a while. That's a vibe one can definitely get down with. Are you really homeless? How did that come about, if you don't mind my asking? You don't need to disclose all kinds of personal stuff if you'd rather not.
Thanks again for answering my time capsule message in a bottle!
Andrew
Tuesday, July 1, 2025
Death cleaning my burner accounts: a rabbit hole filled with the droppings of rabid rabbits
Hi, I'm Andrew, AKA Hoodyup the Evil Caregiver, and I approved this blog post. I may not have been in my right mind at the time, but what's done is done. I stand by my sins. Eppur si muove.
I started this blog as a way to vent my frustrations with life, the universe and everything (not the book by Douglas Adams; that was quite good, actually).
My seemingly charmed life took a turn in 2004 when my wife Sharon was diagnosed with MS. This blog documents the fallout and revisits the past, as well as chronicling my dreams and rants throughout the years.
Be warned - explicit language and content that runs the gamut can be found in these posts, which describe personal events, both real and those dreamed up by my overactive nocturnal psyche.
Also, I use real names whenever possible, so if you see a post with your name on it, it probably refers to you. Unless, of course, you don't know me, in which case it is purely coincidental.
Enjoy your visit. Comment, if you so desire, or lurk privately. This blog can be your guilty pleasure (or displeasure).
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