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The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth.
Though I did not end up speaking of Alex, I actually did wake yesterday with restored health and cognitive function. :)
That resulted in the composition of no fewer than three new entries, a potential paper, and a letter to an elected official, all in my head (none of which are likely to make it to print). Rather than allowing thought inspire action, I opted to spend some time with "I Love the 90s", "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (the movie)", and senatorial discussion on the proposed constitutional amendment to ban same-sex marriage (with occasional interruptions for which I can thank recent weather conditions). ...and then the illness reclaimed me. :D
In my diseased state, my ability to concentrate has waned considerably. That's what led me to log onto collegeclub.com for the first time in a couple of years. :) There, I read survey responses I had given at age 18, including such gems as...
1. What do you expect on a first date? (A kiss, a hug, sex, etc.?)
I make a fantastic friend. As anything else, I'm terrible. I'm one of those lucky girls whose IQ drops 70 or so points when in the presence of anyone who she's even mildly attracted to. For that reason, I expect nothing of value to me.
3. Do you believe sex before marriage is acceptable?
It's acceptable, though I haven't made a practice of it.
and
9. Do you have any nicknames? Why do people call you them?
Colly: I was named Sonja Colleen after my grandmother and my mother, then promptly labeled the misspelled name of a dog breed to avoid family confusion.
I also stated that I would wait "a couple of hours" to have sex and wrote quite a lot about the brand of agnosticism to which I subscribed at the time. Reading about it reminded me of a conversation I had with Alex on 4th of July weekend. In it, each of us described our religious and philosophical pasts to the other, and now that I'm on the verge of falling asleep and out of my chair, I'm overcome with a desire to condense and type mine out. ... which I just began to do... but I'm far too sleepy. Perhaps tomorrow. :)
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