Bird Killer
Instead of spreading my charm all over the place in response to several inquiries stated in the last post, I'll conserve energy and kill several birds with one posting/stone HERE instead.
To wit: Justin is FINE.
Okay, so the lad has always been emotional and a bit of a DQ, and though it is POSSIBLE that I might have shared some of the concerns expressed by several bitches about his recent behavior, I now do not believe that there is anything seriously wrong. In point of fact, you are all playing right into Justin’s hands, in his bid for attention and sympathy. So STOP IT. Tonight the lad was thoroughly licked, sucked and fucked, and he is now snoring ever so slightly even as we speak. (No, I cannot hear him from here, but I just peeked in at him a moment ago.)
That is definitely enough attention for one evening.
Bottom line: Justin was stressed out of his tiny gourd (the only thing about the lad that is tiny) worrying about this school term and trying to decide on his educational goals as if ALL the questions of the universe had to be decided instantly. Since he never does anything by halves, he'd worked himself into quite a lather. Remember that summer school was VERY hard for him, brief and very intensive. In his mind, he was expecting the current term to be more of the same. (Of course it is not. Though naturally he is over-achieving and already getting recognition for his talent.)
On top of that, Justin was adjusting to once again living with the man who drives him absolutely crazy (and not always in a positive, life-affirming way).
Now J seems to be settling down, getting into the swing of things both at school and home, for several reasons.
This is way more analytical than I wish to be, but here goes: For probably the first time, Justin is realizing that he’s living his life just as he wants it - i.e. he is not working to be in a position to live it - like last year was at NYU. It's one thing to tell the lad to plow ahead and suck it up and other commands that are the ways in which I deal with and have dealt with life-altering issues; but Justin is much more emotional and needs time to "process." Now that he is fairly confident about our so-called "relationship," and also because he has finally put the question of grad school on hold, Justin is waking up to the idea that this "journey of life" (gag) is within his control.
A caveat, of course, is that that control exists within the parameters of being partners with ME. Which is not always easy (or so I am told); so maybe I'll cut him a little slack when he acts crazy; and maybe you all can do the same.
To wit: Justin is FINE.
Okay, so the lad has always been emotional and a bit of a DQ, and though it is POSSIBLE that I might have shared some of the concerns expressed by several bitches about his recent behavior, I now do not believe that there is anything seriously wrong. In point of fact, you are all playing right into Justin’s hands, in his bid for attention and sympathy. So STOP IT. Tonight the lad was thoroughly licked, sucked and fucked, and he is now snoring ever so slightly even as we speak. (No, I cannot hear him from here, but I just peeked in at him a moment ago.)
That is definitely enough attention for one evening.
Bottom line: Justin was stressed out of his tiny gourd (the only thing about the lad that is tiny) worrying about this school term and trying to decide on his educational goals as if ALL the questions of the universe had to be decided instantly. Since he never does anything by halves, he'd worked himself into quite a lather. Remember that summer school was VERY hard for him, brief and very intensive. In his mind, he was expecting the current term to be more of the same. (Of course it is not. Though naturally he is over-achieving and already getting recognition for his talent.)
On top of that, Justin was adjusting to once again living with the man who drives him absolutely crazy (and not always in a positive, life-affirming way).
Now J seems to be settling down, getting into the swing of things both at school and home, for several reasons.
This is way more analytical than I wish to be, but here goes: For probably the first time, Justin is realizing that he’s living his life just as he wants it - i.e. he is not working to be in a position to live it - like last year was at NYU. It's one thing to tell the lad to plow ahead and suck it up and other commands that are the ways in which I deal with and have dealt with life-altering issues; but Justin is much more emotional and needs time to "process." Now that he is fairly confident about our so-called "relationship," and also because he has finally put the question of grad school on hold, Justin is waking up to the idea that this "journey of life" (gag) is within his control.
A caveat, of course, is that that control exists within the parameters of being partners with ME. Which is not always easy (or so I am told); so maybe I'll cut him a little slack when he acts crazy; and maybe you all can do the same.