in laws - written to Krugaza about 3 years ago

Hey darlin',

While I enjoy the above drawl, I'm conflicted about the punctuation. 

How's that for an introductory howthehellareya? I was, briefly, hoping that the offcentre marks will detract from the death/cancer bits of your day.

While no one died during my day I sincerely wished that at least one encrusted douche nozzle would give it up. The dude I work for has officially exhausted my patience, kindness and general sparkle towards my fellow man. Blech. Just thinking about the next few weeks has me reaching for the not longer available baby Xanax the nice Hungarian immigrant doctor gave me. I swear Americans are treating any even halfway edge softening drug like it's The Devil. Clearly being middle class gets you the tut tut 7 day minimum dosage while the 1%ers and the hillbillies live it up in ocycodone land. Fuckers. 

Thanksgiving would have been infinitely better if my extended-in-laws understood that food, even potluck casseroles, need to have a discernible food shape and not be roughly equivalent to slop with cheese product. 

The food situation drove me to text my mother...do you understand the severity of the problem? I willingly texted my mom about actual life things. Granted, once I got over the guilt at the joy of her response, it was nice and convinced me that our culture is clearly the more advanced. I mean the woman made actual jam, 3 kinds of cookies and her fruitcakes have been soaking brandy for a month now. 

It looks like we'll be staying here. I've made peace with it and have started making friends and future plans. I'll come visit next year and will kidnap you for a week or at the very least a weekend. I'll use my dollar moneys and book a nice bosveldplaas. You can play like you're Dorothy and come entertain your wannabe literary friends with your wit and dry darkness. 

I've finally found my kink and, vanilla though it may be, it's a relief to finally know that it's not exclusively tentacle porn :D

Chitchat caught up; next question: (I'm on fire with the painful/awkward punctuation) ~ (see) ~

I was trying to buy time to think about how I can get a decent chunk of words out of you. The problem is that I'm landslide subtle and you're practically the soul of discretion and carefully weighed thoughts. 

Occasionally, far more rarely these days, I fixate on a thing. The most recent is how to make love stay which has since branched off into intimacy. Esther Perel sounds like an advanced race calculated precisely what someone should say and sound like to get the people to spill their guts within one question of meeting her.

I'm learning some ruheally hard stuff about relationships. Well, her and Alain de Botton who I think is what the advance race actually looks like :)

Have you read or listened to either?