After an amazing youth and early adulthood, the promising and beautiful relationship died today as it reached maturity. While friends and family were shocked at how quickly it happened, those closest to the relationship knew that it had been quite ill for a long time and that repeated efforts to restore it to health were failing. Surviors include a partner with a broken heart, although in an interview they have questioned why the broken heart is continuing to beat. Sadly the support of family and friends is lacking and darkness is overtaking any hope at this time. In lieu of flowers, the deceased relationship would request that you hug someone today and feel their warmth.

So the old joke goes like this: A guy walks in the bar and orders a drink. He gets in a conversation with the bartender and eventually says "I just had the worst piece of ass in my life.". The bartender says "How bad was it?" and the guy grins and says "Magnificent!"

Well, here I am. Two weeks ago I had my first ever "friend sex" and it left me wanting. Guess the old joke was wrong. All of the motions were right, she really loved it, but I felt empty and useless afterwards. I am no sexual rookie and over the years have had my share of lovers, but this was the first time I have had sex with no emotional feeling at all and while it felt good physically, it left me realizing how much I missed the feeling of closeness making love has always brought me. I am not saying it won't happen again, but I will say it is true for me that sex without chemistry just doesn't compare to real love making.

I think you've made your point now, you've even gone a bit too far to bring the message home. This was unexpected, what do we do now, oh could we start again please?

I am good, I am bad, I am ugly. I struggle, but I feel myself becoming what I hate, and embracing the dark side more each day. It has such an attraction and after so much time it's pull is almost gravitational. I am becoming lost and once I pass that barrier, I fear I will be forever lost.

Sleep can be so elusive, and I need sleep so badly...

There are lots of great people on NN and just a kind remark now and then makes someone smile. As to the jerks who pop up every now and then, bahhh!!

Probably won't get a lot of esponse to this question, but what the heck. What was the best song from the most fun summer of your life?

Mine, 1977 - Boston - More Than a Feeling.

It would be interesting if this generates lots of responses.

We all suffer from a little bit of drama, wonder why it is that some people seem to thrill to it, to wallow in it, to wrap it around themselves and relish the destruction it creates? A simple sorry, heartfelt and genuinely accepted, should be enough to move on from. Remember? Of course remember so you can learn and be better going forward. But to relive it over, and over, and over? It was such a small thing, large only in the world of drama, where it seemingly grows without restraint. Life really can be easier, we just won't let it be.

Joe South had it right. Seems to be "normal cotidiano" for the vast majority of people. Latin just seems to make it sound nicer. And usually we serve it to each other dipped in sh....

It is so strange, my brain is full of thoughts yet I am blank tonight in putting any thoughts "on paper". Some are serious, some meaningless, some simply stupid. But I ramble, and that is hard to do in only two sentences. Visions of things past, visions of the present, visions of things yet to come. I have a dickens of a time explaining what makes me feel that way...