rejection...rejection?!

the one thing that i was not prepared for was rejection. not that i am arrogant or narcissistic, thinking that i am above rejection, it was just an unknown factor. it came out of the blue, thus leaving me unprepared to deal with all that it includes. day two was a rude awakening from my shortlived interweb superiority. my wing woman found him. clash_cow. he is beautiful. i'm not sure how else to describe him. although beautiful in a santa claus sort of way. meaning that he may or may not be who he claims to be. almost fictional. but if he is fictional, he did a damn good job of creating his character. witty, seemingly intelligent, creative, cute dog, funny. to sum up, he looks like my soul mate. ha. that makes me laugh to read it. but i'll stick with it, he looks like my soul mate. so, clash_cow sends an invitation to the women of the internet to send in their funniest jokes. so we do. it goes a little something like this "so a grasshopper walks into an icecream parlor. the guy behind the counter says, 'hey, we have an ice cream named after you! and then the grasshopper says, 'what?! you have an ice cream named kenneth?!" funny right? well apparently it was not humorous to mr. cow. no response. no wink (something akin to the facebook 'poke'). silence. and the sound of my heart shriveling up into a cold grey wad of veins. and believe me, it may sound like a silent process, but it echoes like a son of a bitch. but really it's the reverberation that kills you. and there you have it. the painful process of unrequited love. dramatic, you may say? perhaps, but let's see how you respond when the man that looks exactly like your soul mate disses you on the interweb. yeah, let that happen, then come talk to me.