The Case of Mistaken Calls...

Beloved Howard,
O, how i have missed writing to you my love.....the sound of these keys piterringpattering all along the walls of my room.....
There have been various reasons for my temporary "demise"....one being work....you should know Howard.....how i hate losing....and also how obsessed I am with this world becoming a more beautiful(read glamourous, expensive and bitchy)......hence I slog...hours become days, days become months and months become years....but i continue....for I hope that one day....my contribution to this world will be acknowledged.......u know wat they say rite....theres no such thing as too much fame....winks and snorts out the ginandcoke in hand....
Yes there is much to tell....and there is much to bitch about....
For starters...the Desirable has become a very conspicuous obsession now....people have started to question me as to why im always so zoned out and lost....well the Desirable is one of the causes...
Yes distance does make the heart grow fonder...also the body hornier and since now he is out of my reach.....quite predictably my obsession is beyond my selfimposed control as well......

(A few days go by).......

But quite understandably my obsession is fading....infact his very immediate action in recent ancient history has dropped him from favor...he is back to being the UNdesirable.....the silly fag is now definitely the UNDESIRABLE No.1..
But guess who called me again....after a long sabbatical....His company was being missed...achingly....but I guess it takes less than a heartbreak to rekindle lost love....so no love lost i guess???
What else is up??.....My quest to beautify the world is slower than ever....but the fishing is complete and the meal is cooked....yet there is something lackluster...and its keeps me awake...the one really crazy element that i think is missing....that i really truly mostrously wish to discover and see....and execute in the most miniscule part of my extraordinary life....yet the life seems ordinary to my naked eye......
And the question I ask again....Who doesnt wish to be in love....but am I really getting that desperate....is LOVE.......the only serum for my venom....???
Missing you and any companinship terribly...

Yours in Excruciating mental agony...
Choleric