Life, The Universe, And Cheetos
You ever notice that usually when you’re thinking of something really emotional, or contemplating how small you are in the scheme of the things in this entire universe, something really stupid happens and makes you crack up? I guess that’s where I got this entry name. Well, okay, I got it from that one NightWorld book, Daughters of Darkness, when Mary-Lynette is becoming emotional thinking about things while she’s star-gazing, and decides to eat Cheetos, becaue you can’t feel romantic and everything while eating cheetos. And as a long time cheeto lover, I agree completely.
I was reading Melanie’s diary. Apparentkly, something’s going on with Kenny that’s, shall we say, less than good? I don’t know what it is, and I probably won’t ask, but I realized something. I may have said it before to her, but I fully realized the implications of it. I’m jealous. Not so much of her specifically, but of this incredible relationship she apparently has with someone else. And while I will say that what I’ve heard about him doesn’t qualify him to be the greatest guy in the world for me, it certainly doesn’t put him in the same category as Eric. In other words, Melanie isn’t staying with him because she’s invested too much in the relationship and it will destroy her to face that Kenny is an awful person who would cheat on her, lie to her, whatever.
I envy her, because Melanie’s and Kenny’s relationship seems solid. Yeah, there are probably problems that she doesn’t write about, things that go on that are private, but on the whole, she seems to be honestly, truly happy with this man. And while I’m happy for her that she acheived this and found the person to be this happy with, I’m also envious, because I wish I could find that person for me.
Well, I’ve gotta go. Meeting Lindsay today, and I’ve gotta leave for it now. I still need to go to the bank.
Oh. One upsetting thing. I had another idea of who that Diary Phantom could be . . .
I just hope I’m not right on my guess . . .
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Kate…this is ken. i just want to let you know that whether or not i seem good enough for you doesnt matter. i’m good enough for mel, her family, and the friends she has who won’t judge me based on the fact that i drink, smoke, and have in the past abused illegal narcotics. there are no underlying, hidden problems that you need to worry about. we have a good relationship, and we are happy.
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Ok, for a while I didn’t leave another not because that would require going and actually making a diary etc.etc., and telling you the truth from other’s point of view (which apparently you can’t handle, seeing as you put safe notes up) just wasn’t worth all that effort. BUT, now you’re blaming others for my notes. I’ll tell you this though, both your guesses are wrong.
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Also, stop making huge deals out of nothing. It’s annoying.