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Honesty killed the cat

Annalisa — Tue, 09 Nov 2010 07:32:55 +0000

Isn’t it funny that we are compelled to be honest to those we care about the most? Sometimes, I think they deserve our lies. The problem is, people are honest because it’s in their own best interest. Lying makes us feel bad, so we’re honest, even when we make the recipient of our honesty unhappy. What’s the utilitarian perspective on that?Is truth telling a selfish act in cases in which the truth “sets us free [from guilt]“?

My other question is this: does love at first sight exist, or is it simply a destructive fantasy?

These two thoughts may seem disjointed, but delving any further would be too personal for such a public form of expression. I’m just looking for some objective insights.

And, to B.A. Frost– Please, don’t give up on me yet. Je veux parler avec toi, si tu plait.

Alexander Frost

Annalisa — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 23:27:41 +0000

Mr. Frost,

I think of you often– more often than you imagine, if you even imagine me at all these days. Our story was brief to be sure, but it has left a lasting impression on me. Why I chose to disappear, I can't remember; but I wish I hadn't been such a fool. The "what if"s are the worst part of it all. What if we had gone on a picnic? What if we had gone off the deep end together?

It could have been something. I apologize.

I can only hope my name weasels it's way into your subconscious some day.

My red string is tied securely to my big toe– give your end a tug; I'll let you know if I feel it.

On again, off again

Annalisa — Wed, 22 Apr 2009 14:26:25 +0000

As you may have noticed my blogging has been sporadic. Who knows, perhaps it will continue to be so. However, I am going to make a conscious effort to blog more instead of pissing away time doing other things. If nothing else, I've declared myself as an English major– the least I can do is try and write on a daily basis (or more realistically a couple of times a week). Don't worry, I'll try and pick interesting topics. I'll save the bitching and moaning for my friends and family and spare you the boredom/offense.

New blog tomorrow. I've got class– academic class; in no way would I be considered classy by conventional standards.

Cheers.