i've met very few bloggers, but one of them was kat, while in van-city. she is quite the lovely blogger specimen, i must say. crepes were devoured, cities were discussed, and we managed to piss off the waiters by staying so long. i'm always scared of meeting online friends, because i think i sound much cooler and slicker online than i am in real life. i fear this may have happened with kat. i may have let her down. an incredibly smart and savvy person, she must have been bored to tears by my few anecdotes of the linoleum-floor variety. it doesn't help that i sound and act like a retarded valley girl. another blogger who gave me the faith-in-humanity impression was nk, who i met several months ago. we met up again last last week and once again, i was granted the same feeling of contentness; the kind you only feel when you are on the same wavelength and dancing a neverending mental tango. this is what being an intellectual whore must be like. i mean, we are very different people, but, while he is way ahead of me in the game of intellect, i like to believe that i aspire after his sense of academic logic and that i am still far enough in the game to keep up with him. secretly, i am jealous of the way philosophers present ideas. it's so disgustingly coherent that to an illogical person such as myself, the ideas inevitably unravel into nothing but nonsense, and consequently i am lost in their beauty.
at the vietnamese restaurant where we dined, i discovered two fortunes in my fortune cookie. which i imagine translates into an exponential increase in luck, but i don't believe in that shit. one of the fortunes was lost (nk: do you remember what it said?) but the other remained in my purse for weeks until i finally remembered to snap photos of it. the question that remains is, was nk the one who found me wonderfully mysterious? i would like to hope so, but being exposed to retarded valley girl speak probably cancelled it out.
