Thursday, June 30, 2005

 

Catching Up Is Bland to Do

I have been gone for a long, long time. I apologize. Life gets crazy sometimes, and writing about every minute detail for a horde of strangers is only so satisfying.

Andy: we dated and we broke up.

Dean: we're kind of dating. How? Don't ask. Why? Because it seemed like a good idea at the time, though so did the space program and they've had some failure to launch lately, too.

Dean refuses to tell the world we're dating. I can't tell if it's because he's ashamed of me, ashamed of himself, or ashamed of the people we work with... or if he just wants to fuck his new co-host, Jessie, without having to feel overly guilty about it. I admit that's shallow and distrustful of me, but you must remember this is the same man who cheated on a previous girlfriend (and videotaped it) while under the impression that it would be okay because his girlfriend was in class.

Why do I remind myself of these things?

Now that Leo is living with him, I've convinced Dean that we at least need to tell the bastard, if no one else, because I don't want to have to creep around his house at night like a fictitious gremlin when I stay over. Maybe if he gets some practice telling Leo, he can start telling other people, and soon maybe we can even hold hands in public like civilzed people.

I love my life.

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