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Friday, October 6, 2000

Oh god. Did I miss the thing I wanted? Or didn't it occur? I am puzzled and a little confused.
posted by David Gentle 10/6/2000

I'm waiting with baited breath for the flailing to begin.
posted by David Gentle 10/6/2000

Wednesday, October 4, 2000

I've had to kick ExpresionVixtress out, I'm afraid. She made even more noise than Flirtsomely. Particularly given the involvement of Nonose, Bratulith and Todd's Seals. I have no idea what they could have been doing to make that much noise. Maybe someone should email me and take a guess?
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

Tried to talk to ExVi today but I couldn't get a word in edgeways. Eventually she said that the reason she talks so much is that talking is a transgressive act. I pointed out that everyone talks but she ignored me. She just went on and on and on. It was as though talking allowed her to enter into some sort of oblivious state. I wonder if she seeks oblivion because she's never experienced reality? Or maybe she just likes the sound of her own voice? Or could it have something to do with her huge stockpile of cheesy pringles?
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

Hi everyone! What A terrible day i've had. Thanks for cheering me up by letting me on your weblog!
posted by flirtsomely curmudgeon 10/4/2000

ExVi has been trying to turn Bratulith into a "heterosexual". She doesn't believe that people should limit their "sexuality". Several more words I just don't know yet.
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

Oh. Flirtsomely has her own weblog!
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

ExVi and I were sitting in the park today. We looked at the birds and the sky and the crowd of tramps sitting a few feet away from us. They seemed to find something interesting up ExVi's skirt. Then she said something to me:
"Put your fist in my cunt".
I asked her what a "cunt" was. After she explained that, I still had a question: "Why?" She told me that there was something in it that she wanted me to get and that the angles were wrong for her to do it. So I started placing my unclenched hand inside her when I noticed that she seemed to be dripping a fluid of some kind. I asked her what it was and she explained, somewhat impatiently, that it was a sort of special honey. I assumed it must be leaking from whatever was inside her. So I pushed my hand in. I got a fair way inside when she suggested that the best way to go further would be to ball my hand into a fist. She obviously thought I was doing it right because of the way she said "yes" every time I pushed in a little further. Finally I got my hand all the way in and there was nothing to find! I was confused. She said that I could withdraw my hand. So I did. I decided to taste the cunt honey. It didn't taste like regular honey at all. But I liked it. And I want more.
[Note: this entry is not consistant with a lot of the rest of Soap Opera. I realised after I wrote it that it was basically just sexual venting. I'm going to leave it here but don't expect too much more of this sort of thing]
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

Oooh. A bizare change in my life has occured. Flirtsomely appears to have left. She's been replaced by ExpresionVixtress. Who appears to be a tall female person. Todd wondered loudly about what she looked like under the makeup but as far as I'm concerned it might as well be her face!
posted by David Gentle 10/4/2000

Tuesday, October 3, 2000

Bratulith resurfaced today. He is insisting that, given his transformation a couple of weeks ago, I should start calling him "plasticfag". I tried to explain that people might think that he was a special new sort of cigarette and start setting light to him, but he just jumped into my new pool and started splashing around. "Music, must buy music", he said.
posted by David Gentle 10/3/2000

Found a new job. My skills with flash animations are coming in handy. ruBURn are a cool new web styling concern that "make the new seem mincy". I thought that one up myself. My new boss says that I have a perfect arse for business. Clearly she thinks that sitting is an important skill. This afternoon she had me practice sitting on her lap. Her name is Irene Jahocky. Irene laughs at my jokes!
posted by David Gentle 10/3/2000

Sunday, October 1, 2000

Hey! I've just been reading a book with the words "Flirtsomely's secret diary" written on the cover! Should I reproduce some of it?
posted by David Gentle 10/1/2000

Oh. Oh no. I've lost my job again. fuckMEdia has colapsed. Literally. The whole building was hit with a ray of something disastrous. Must. Get. New. Job.
posted by David Gentle 10/1/2000

I seem to be standing on my own in a city centre. It is deserted. The sun is blairing at me. Fucking tumbleweed.
posted by David Gentle 10/1/2000

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