“Do you ever stop loving the people you have loved before?” I asked someone. From the mirror, she answered, “No, idiot!” I believed her, of course.
My 96th post is a tribute to Asdfghjkl19918. Asd is a special person. Of course you already know that because a nobody would not have an entire blog post dedicated to him. It’s just ironic since Asd have no idea this blog even exists, much more read it. But hey, this is THE internet. Someday Asd will come upon this post, that’s if WWW would manage not to destroy itself before it happens.
So without further adon’t,
Asd doesn’t have originality in making names. I KNOW, RIGHT?
Asd wore a red cap, reversed, when we first met.
This picture doesn’t even do Asd’s blues justice.
Asd has a laugh that’s completely Wowzerful!
Asd had a pair of pants that would let itself fall down when you decide to stand up.
Asd is one of those cat people. I know–abominable.
Asd loves music that…I cannot really categorize. Don’t ask me why. -_-
Asd is/was lots and lots and lots of other little things. But I promised myself to keep media files to a minimum of eight. I don’t know why! I am not an idiot for nothing–magnum opus of my idiocy was when I cut Asd out of my life…
Most amazing of all, Asd loved this obnoxious creature. Perhaps Asd had idiot blood, too, after all.
You know how they say that the more you try to forget someone, the more you can’t do it? Maybe “they” knew something true. So instead of burying these pieces of Asd in the cracks of my memory chip, maybe I should just let them wander, you know, give ‘em free rein. Memory has enough tricks and traps to bury anything by itself if it really wants to. It doesn’t need me for that.
And why would I want to forget these things anyway? Oh, right–I thought forgetting is the same as moving on.
Moving on is a lot of things, and one of that is accepting the good, the bad, and the glass shards in between. Accepting does not gel with forgetting either. Besides, would I really want to forget these wonderful little bits of the even-more-wonderful Asdfghjkl19918? Nah…
This time, who knows, maybe I’m doing it right.