Wordgasm is a portmanteau of "words" and "orgasm", an outburst of words with the same euphoric effect of squirting your DNA. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
She lives and works from her laptop on a little paradise island in the Philippines. She's a writer, graphic artist, and mountaineer. During rainy days she loves to sleep and oversleep and dream and daydream and then write. More »
 
Wednesday, 18 March 2009

It's been four years since we've been together. I forgot to greet you happy anniversary last January. I'm sorry. I should've given you an upgrade. A new web template. New graphic design. I should've spiced you up with macromedia flash. But I did get you an unlimited storage upgrade. I changed your fonts from Trebuchet MS to Terminal (old school; we love classic). They weren't gifts, I know. But I could've given you something more, something special, something unique.

What happened to us, Bloggy? We used to be intimate and passionate and suicidal together. We used to drop by other blogs and say hi to our fellow blogging couples. We used to do things together. You used to touch me inappropriately, in my head. You used to give me mental stimulation. I used to dress yo up with pretty colors and graphics and original layouts. But what happened to us?

I once thought of getting rid of you. The truth is, I used to flirt with other blogs--xanga, blogger, livejournal, tabulas, diaryland, et cetera. But you know what, I've been faithful to you no matter. Where has our passion for the arts and photoshop gone to? For web development and creative writing? We're regressing into amateurs. Our relationship isn't at all progressing. We're stuck in this stagnation of creative and intellectual futility. What happened? Our previous host even broke us apart last December, but we made it through. Even if that meant throwing away our graphic art portfolio. You never gave me enough inspiration since then. Are you sick of me? Have you found someone else? Where is our relationship going? Do you still love me? Tell me. Goddamnit, tell me!

W.

Word did you say?



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