MOG

...is sometimes called falling in love.

Or so it is according to Miss Lisa Loeb.

I still remember the first time I heard this song; it was sometime last year, and I was somewhat recovering from a relationship with someone who, it turns out, was [and most likely still is] in an open marriage. Sure, I was heartbroken, but we ran into each other from time to time. These days, we don't talk anymore.

Considering my last relationship ended with me trying to hold on to whatever was left of it, it's a pain to look back but... if it gets me stronger then, by damn I'll do it.

Lately I've been having feelings for someone who, like me, loves Kraftwerk to bits. He's cute, he's very kind, and we could probably talk about Kraftwerk until God knows when. However, there's just one tiny little problem...

_...he lives all the way in New York._

So, needless to say, DeLand, Florida is home to dorks from Loserville, and it's me who, for some stupid reason, attracts them... and downright _rejects_ them. They act like idiots, then try to impress me with talk. I hate that, and it takes a lot for me to hate something!!

Meh, why are all the good guys taken, and I'm stuck with the jerks!?

...ah well...

Until the next round...

~ 'Sunshine'