Saturday

my blog is hungry

and it is eating my posts. so, every time i post a new entry, my blog swallows the last one. i don't know what to do here.

i'll keep you 'posted'...

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I liked the one on touch and tried to comment but it wouldn't let me. I spent a year living in a community where I never had to crave touch. That experience makes it ever more sorrowful when I don't get it now.

6:54 AM  
Blogger slickaphonic said...

aw, thanks. i liked it, too...but poof.

yeah, i think back to the days of dorm-living when i could sneak into my friends' rooms and crawl into bed with them--again, not in a romantic, lexi's sleeping with the whole dorm-kind of way...but i think touch must release seratonin into the system, and i'd much rather take a backrub than an anti-depressant.

massage therapy...

7:02 AM  
Blogger famjaztique said...

there is no doubt that we need touch. It is a straightforward biological need that is hardly satisfied in our culture.

word verification: longgyt

4:37 PM  

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