CakeForBreakfast wrote:
I used to be really into the cold, mechanical, force-fed-by-a-machine side of things, but then I changed. Now all my fantasies are about lovingly and tenderly fattening someone up with home-cooked meals.
Ironically, my social outlook has progressed in the opposite direction. Back when I was into stories about people being pumped full of lard by machines, I actually made an effort to be friendly. I wasn't good at it, but I tried. Nowadays, my sweet side is mostly confined to the realm of literature and hypothetical possibilities, while I've embraced and learned to enjoy my role as a reclusive sociopath.
Huzzah for living life as a virtual shut-in. I'm right in that, my social life is non-existent.
