June 19, 2010
Random conversations, with a random acquaintance revealed to me that there exists a strange tendency to think of yours-truly as a 'heartbreaker'. He alluded, more than once, that I left a trail of trampled dil-type-things behind me wherever I go. A part of me was most-flattered he thought so, but another was depressingly aware that his image could not be farther from the truth. Truth is, I'm not averse to breaking hearts. Given how often mine has been trampled on in the not-so-recent past, I figure I deserve a little bit of getting-even with the male of the species. That said, I've had no opportunity to engage in of dil-damaging behavior. I'm depressingly nice, for the most part. And, I don't think anyone I've bumped into for an incredibly long time has ever been all that into me. Then where, I wonder, are these lovely, but totally untrue, assumptions coming from?