February 11, 2005

• My sister keeps telling me that I should update, but frankly, I have nothing interesting to talk about yet. It seems as soon as people stopped asking questions, or you all found out how boring a person I am, that I became creatively constipated in the blog department.

  
  

  The poetry, however, has been pouring from out my heart incessantly so.

  
  

  I’ve been writing several poems a day since the seventh of February and boy howdy can I feel a toll on my soul. It is really hard pouring so much of yourself into something just to make a person feel special on some damned holiday. I do it, though, because I know she appreciates it. She truly does admire my talent, and I also can’t stand to see so lovely a lady going unadmired. That’s why I’m also writing a poem for another young lady I know. The poor girl doesn’t have a Valentine! How tragic is that?

  
  

  I tell you what. Every day next week I will post a poem for all you Xanga women to (hopefully) enjoy. If you have an otherwise crappy Valentine’s Day (as I am sure to) you can at least come to my Xanga page and know that this man appreciates all of you, knowing full well that 99.9% of all women are beautiful, and the other .1% is Michael Jackson.

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