Monday, February 23, 2009

i might be mentally ill (i need the eggs)

After just four weeks of dating R., I am even more convinced that the state of being enamoured with someone falls under the category of mental illness.

And to revisit my quest for the Trifecta, I must now ask, when do love and infatuation ever make sense? Feel good and inspire... sure, why not? But make sense?

Perhaps it is the Holy Grail after all.


Lilia said...

yeah, I don't think the trifecta is possible. I don't think Love is possible either. We're all crazy.

(This is the part where some of my friends say: "that's disrespectful; some people are actually crazy.")

KT said...

Love. Barf.