sixty odd dollars later and there is so much chinese food packed away, i don't even know what to say. many hours later and we did everything we said we were going to do. chat roulette is one of the oddest forms of socializing i have ever experienced. is this the way that we are now going to interact? a series of people passing judgment instantly until they find someone they like. i admit to doing it myself. we got a lot of people not wanting to talk to us. it was probably the masquerade masks that did it but at least it started some kind of conversation. the irish guy and the french guy were probably my favourites. europeans loved us. go figure. i know where i need to go. (having said that, i cannot solely base my move away from this country on what a few people did on chat roulette.) the irish guy showed us his puppy and i drunkenly told an awkward boning story; the french guy referred to us as 21 and 25 and that we needed to brush our hair; the finnish kids were mildly amusing, if not entirely zoned out; and the italian was an italian punk who didn't know the word shenanigans.
i have never seen that many wangs or people jacking off in my entirely life! our main question was "do you have the number for the chocolate store?" and then it was followed up with "i am sure the chocolate store is not in your pants." it was a veritable hide and seek with someone's dick. not my favourite kind of hide and seek.
today is also an anniversary of sorts but i don't celebrate it anymore. two years later and i have finally figured out that letting go is really the best course of action.
