Things I wouldn't do
There are several things I have no intention of doing.
For instance, if I ever find myself in the wrestling business, I would never get married live on the air. They've never had a wedding that hasn't been violently interrupted.
Another thing I wouldn't do, is break off what I've got with Nic over something trivial. So with her being the dominating feature in the landscape of my dating life in 2006, I sit here with great uncertainty.
Although we've only been "together" since I got back from the dark continent, it's been going for the better part of a year. She's the only person I've been with in 2006 with the exception of my two part fling with the London girl starting in Zambia and concluding in London back in July (because I'm so God Damn international). And I was NOT cheating on Nic because we weren't a thing yet.
I like her a bunch, she tells me the same. I haven't even seen her in two weeks though. I would have called her my girlfriend two months ago but today, I feel as if I have to refer to her as the closest thing I have to a girlfriend. I think she still plans on moving to Japan and she commutes to Mount A every day while I'm at the construction job 60 hours a week. And the LAST thing I want her to become is my "weekend fuckbuddy" but that's unfortunately where it seems to be headed.
I don't even know if we're slowly calling it off or if things are going to catch on fire again (a fiery passion that is to say....not a negative fire).
I went to the run for the cure with my dad the other day. That was neat. Some of the people crossing the finish line were so red that they were no long caucasian. I can only imagine what they would have looked like had it been a hot day.
I got back in time for two awesome Simpsons episodes that I'd missed while I was in Africa. I don't care what anyone says, that show is in as good of a groove as it ever was. Sunday had what was possibly the most solid Flanders material ever.
For instance, if I ever find myself in the wrestling business, I would never get married live on the air. They've never had a wedding that hasn't been violently interrupted.
Another thing I wouldn't do, is break off what I've got with Nic over something trivial. So with her being the dominating feature in the landscape of my dating life in 2006, I sit here with great uncertainty.
Although we've only been "together" since I got back from the dark continent, it's been going for the better part of a year. She's the only person I've been with in 2006 with the exception of my two part fling with the London girl starting in Zambia and concluding in London back in July (because I'm so God Damn international). And I was NOT cheating on Nic because we weren't a thing yet.
I like her a bunch, she tells me the same. I haven't even seen her in two weeks though. I would have called her my girlfriend two months ago but today, I feel as if I have to refer to her as the closest thing I have to a girlfriend. I think she still plans on moving to Japan and she commutes to Mount A every day while I'm at the construction job 60 hours a week. And the LAST thing I want her to become is my "weekend fuckbuddy" but that's unfortunately where it seems to be headed.
I don't even know if we're slowly calling it off or if things are going to catch on fire again (a fiery passion that is to say....not a negative fire).
I went to the run for the cure with my dad the other day. That was neat. Some of the people crossing the finish line were so red that they were no long caucasian. I can only imagine what they would have looked like had it been a hot day.
I got back in time for two awesome Simpsons episodes that I'd missed while I was in Africa. I don't care what anyone says, that show is in as good of a groove as it ever was. Sunday had what was possibly the most solid Flanders material ever.