craigslist junkie



It's like quitting drinking, or smoking. I go for long stretches without, and then a trigger event(must have been a bad bucket of chicken)- I'm back browsing Missed Connections and Activity Partners. C berates me for subscribing to low-brow entertainment, but sometimes one needs such diversions (esp. after a bad bucket of chicken and a hard day of work). Mostly I wade through bad grammar and the predictable solicitations to find a few anomalies which make it worthwhile.



1. Free Stuff: a free castrated Nubian goat on offer. Somewhere in Vacaville.

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Oof- when one is actually combing craigslist for source material for one's blog, it's slim pickings. It's the same mating song and dance. The sheer banality and predictability of the personal ads tell me we live in a very lonely world indeed. Acceptance of loneliness is a necessary ingredient for a creative productive life to be sure otherwise one could waste time hunting to fill the void with people. But sometimes loneliness of the human condition is unbearable indeed.