sweetest. girl. eva.

yesterday i got an email from my lovely friend clare.

clare is a relatively new friend, but ours is an intense bond built on shared experiences of the parental loss variety. we met through a mutual friend (andrew the boob-toucher) earlier this year, and it was one of those examples of instant platonic female chemistry in which all around look on in wonder and think to themselves "wow, those two girls are seriously hitting it off." or perhaps in some misguided cases "wow, those two chicks are like totally gonna pash. lesbians are like so ace. maybe they'll let me watch them fuck."

anyway, clare and her man had me over to their place for dinner last week. we ate yummy risotto and drank nice wine and pretended to be grown ups. i like playing grown ups. almost as much as i like playing dress ups. but not as much as i like playing tie-me-ups.

fuck i digress a lot. sorry bout that. kisses. mwa.

so during dinner i admitted to this wonderful sigh-inducing couple that i am a card-carrying member of the dorkosphere. i confessed to having my own blog, and to my unhealthy addiction to several other blogs. i even went so far as to divulge that i have initiated several friendships...*gulp*..."over the internet" . and that on my christmas break i am going to melbourne during which time i will meet some of these people. they seemed to take this information in with neither shock nor judgement, and were even somewhat encouraging of me being a nerdy nerd from nerdsville. although they did seem to get tired rather quickly after that. hmmmm.

and then yesterday i received an email from clare. the body of said email was nothing out of the ordinary. "how are you". "have a good trip". "lets catch up when you get back". that sort of thing. until the last bit, which went a little something like this:

"hey, did you hear about the lady who had her unborn baby ripped out after she was strangled by a friend from her internet chat site??? Be careful about the people you meet on line. Sorry to sound like a frumpish mother..."

and now i love clare all the more. times infinity. the fact that someone i have known for such a short period of time would worry about my wellbeing is a most tingly feeling. i would say its a totally "jizz-inducing" feeling, but i promised the schmitz i'd refrain from using that phrase again. and i keep my promises.

clare. rulez. 4. eva.