(a sequel for this story
I guess that if Tal doesn't want to talk with me, then the only way to solve the problem is to animate Tal in my imagination, just like Joel Barish speaks with Clementine Kruczynski in his dream, while the Lacuna people are trying to erase her from his memory.
You may safely assume I'm messed up.
[tuvia] Hello to you!
[tal] Tuvia! What's up? Have you met Chompy, my husband?
[tuvia] Not yet, but I am very glad to see him. Say Chompy, how's it like to live with a girl who got partly-diagnosed borderline personality disorder, while you are a serious pothead yourself?
[chompy] I'm more than a pothead.. hahahaha
[tuvia] Tal, what are you finding in him?
[tal] He's the only one who can deal with me.. and look, he agreed to marry me.
[tuvia] Great, so what food did you prepare for me?
[tal] I made a lettuce salad.
[tuvia] I hope you remembered to wash the leaves before you cut them.
[tal] (bursts in tears)
[tuvia] Enough.. stop doing that emotional flood thing on me.. yalla yalla. Snap out of it. Chompy, do something you idiot! Can't you see she's crying?
[chompy] In this stage, I usually light up a joint.
[tuvia] You are so ludicrous, the both of you. I can't understand how come I've got such a serious obsession about your wife.
[chompy] Do you want to try a joint?
[tuvia] Like, not? I will never smoke. Yuck!
[tal] (wiping off the tears) I believe that joints aren't included in the smoking category. They are a completely different thing.
[tuvia] I emphatically refuse to breath smoke into my lungs.
[tal] Your loss, you manly man
[chompy] Tuvia, our representation in your imagination is very shallow. Can't you try a little bit more?
[tal] Right. Remember that I'm a computer genius who isn't afraid of math, and can get into every work place I want. And usually everyone is enthusiastic about me.
[tuvia] It still happens?
[tal] I don't know. When you met me in that IRC meeting, several years ago, people were still enthusiastic about me. But the last person who knew me and you, wasn't enthusiastic about me at all.. especially because of my weight…
[tuvia] I think it's because he haven't known you long enough.
[tal] Not everyone falls under my magic. You have to be a geek.
[tuvia] You bore me. And it's getting boring writing this.
[tal] Do you want to play with my hair?
[tuvia] I won't enjoy it. What have you done to your hair, in the name of holly Elkobim?
[tal] I got sick of washing and combing it, so shorting it is a very good idea, don't you think?
[tuvia] No. It is revolting and outrageous.
[tal] That's the reason I'm not married to you.
[tuvia] Enough.. I'm leaving! And I don't want to see you in my memory again. You can continue existing from all I care, but I don't want to hear from you anymore.
[tal] You'd better stop visiting my blog, then.
[tuvia] Bahhhh.. If I only could forget your username. It could have saved me a lot of wasted hours every time your memory comes into my mind.
[tal] Unfortunately the technology for doing that does not exist yet, but I can recommend you about a good psychologist.
[tuvia] I prefer a female psychologist.
[tal] With a long hair?
[tuvia] Yes! A redhead.
[tal] I don't know of any.
[chompy] I actually slept with a cute redhead not long ago. She told me she's a psychologist. Or did I imagine it? I don't really remember.
[tal] You'd better not cheat on me. I'm the only one who's allowed to sleep with other males and females… and it would be indeed hard for me if I haven't been sleeping with so many lecturers.
[tuvia] It's so weird that you get along. You're an existential riddle.
[tal] So, have you lost your interest in me?
[tuvia] I think, at least until the next time I recall you.
[tal] No problem, and if I come into your mind again, you're welcome to drop by and visit.
[tuvia] That's simply lovely. Thank you, you've been charming.
[tal] You are welcome.
[tuvia] Yalla, I'm off. You wouldn't mind if I post this in my blog, right?
[tal] No problem, as long as you don't use our real names.
[chompy] Bye Tuvia.
[tuvia] Thanks dears, you were 10.
So now it'll be easier for me to work, I hope…