An Analysis on Human Relations.

For most people that I know, I have a mini-biography in my head of who they are.  Their biography is composed of facts, quotes & pictures.  But I have noticed that as my interest in most people fades, their biography becomes very blatant & dull. 



Keith - Drug addict, soon-to-be-homeless, most likely gay.
"Ever since my mother got rid of DSL, masterbation has been a lot harder."

Brendon - Sixteen, cocky little bitch, Matt's brother.
"Taco Thunder"

& today, I was thinking of an ex-boyfriend.  & I couldn't even come up with a mini-biography for him even though we dated for like, a year & a half.  Like, I could barely see his face in my head.  & the only thought I could conjure for him, apart from a mourning period that lasted like thirty billion years, was this:

"I wonder if he ever fixed his tape deck."

& this is similar for most people these days. 
Girl at school that I hate: "I wonder if her hair is going to grow in better."
Guy fired from my work: "I hope he got over that cold he had in October."
Dog on the Street: "I hope they got him a new collar."

My life has become very monosyllabic & monotonous.