I'm pretty sure the fith diamond sutra is


"Let no ex go unbloghounded, for surely this is the way to cast off the wheel of suffering."

danf, would you like us to leave her a bunch of penis comments? Is that what you're fishing for here? 'Cause I am totally down for that.

There's always goatse.

That's okay, the Buddha shot a deer in anger this morning; all Buddhist teachings are currently suspended pending a full investigation.

(d_w, that made me laugh out loud.)

So, um...what's the url? Not that I plan to check, or anything.

"bloghounding" - I've learned something new today.

Oh, and celibate Buddhist nuns get me a little, you know, crazy.

It was one of those things for me, the sex was so good, varied, interesting, hot, that I stayed around far longer than it was good for me to.

The interesting thing was that she dumped me for a women, who, a year later, dumped HER for a rather famous female singer, then she lived with them (I have no idea in what capacity) then the rather famous female singer got cancer and died.

Pre-internet, the last I heard from her was a package in the mail containing a glossy brochure and nothing else.

That guy looks like an 80's pop singer. I find him creepy.

This is a crazy story. Please continue.

This is a crazy story. Please continue.

Well not much more to it. She was insufferably self-important, still is. . .the breakup shattered me to the point where I was just trying to get through an hour at a time. . .

She kept calling me, and I finally said (this was, like, 25 years ago), "hey, we need to pick this up next lifetime. I can't deal with you anymore in this one."

But then years later, I remembered that I had given her a tape of some music I had done, and that she had the only copy of some stuff I wanted to hear again, since I had forgotten how to play it, so I looked her up, talked to her on the phone. . .she did not have the tape anymore but she sent me that brochure about zen master rama. . .she had become a disciple of his. . .it was amusing to read about. . .

Then, YEARS later, she surfaces on the net. .we exchange a couple emails. . .she sends me free copies of her self published books. . .sans any inscriptions. . .and then (and I just learned the term today) started bloghounding me. . .

Famous singer = Dinah Shore? I know, I know, but inquiring minds and all that.

And I think tubgirl would be better than goatse.

Well now I'm all kinds of curious. I have a guess, though.

IF anyone is THAT interested, email me and I'll fill you in. . .yeah I know, email is not that secure but still. . .TMI follows:

(A side note. . .she dealt with some anal warts during our relat. . . a doc friend of mine treated them. . .then a year later, after she's long gone, I turn up with penile warts. . .hmmmm)