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So the boy is going home for the holidays. He's going to his hometown in Virginia or back to his college town in North Carolina. I forget which (I'm just as guilty of not paying attention to him, I guess).
I kinda got fed up with him last night. We went out to dinner. I was telling him more about my thesis (the one on castration) and how I spent two years doing the research and how all the talk of testicles really drove me nuts.
Get it? testicles... nuts? eh? eh? It's funny because nuts are a euphemism for testicles, but can also be used to describe a deranged mental state.
Nothing from him.
He blinked and stared blankly at me. He changed the subject.
Whatever.
We exchanged Christmas gifts
I didn't know what to get him, cuz I realized I don't know him that well.
My friend had to pick out his gift for me. She's more observant than I am, I guess. Or maybe just better at picking out gifts.
It's weird, cuz I always picked out the best gifts for David.
I knew David wanted his own library, so our first xmas I got him 20 classic ooks are on my shelf now.
Our third xmas was themed after our favorite tv show at the time (Bing Bang Theory). I got him a shirt with the Flash on it, a Stephen Hawking Book, and I sewed him a stuffed animal (a kitten.... soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur kitten). That kitten is actually on the floor about two inches away now.
We banged.
It sucked again.
Then later he apologized for it sucking. Said he's not one of the "creative in bed" types.
This is after I've told him, multiple times, that I need more from him in bed.
I didn't know how to answer him. What did he think I'd say, "It's okay?".... cuz it's not okay. bad sex is not okay, especially when you're aware it's bad sex.
Apologizing for bad sex is worse.
Don't apologize. Fix the problem.
He's leaving tomorrow. He'll be gone for ten days. All I know is he'll be in shitty cell phone service areas, so we won't talk much.
I'm gonna treat it like a mock-breakup. You know, pretend that since he's gone, he's gone for good. See how I feel about it. If I honestly miss him, or feel like I'm sadder wtih out him, then I guess he can stick around.
But if it turns out that he's not that important, then adiossss.
I kinda got fed up with him last night. We went out to dinner. I was telling him more about my thesis (the one on castration) and how I spent two years doing the research and how all the talk of testicles really drove me nuts.
Get it? testicles... nuts? eh? eh? It's funny because nuts are a euphemism for testicles, but can also be used to describe a deranged mental state.
Nothing from him.
He blinked and stared blankly at me. He changed the subject.
Whatever.
We exchanged Christmas gifts
I didn't know what to get him, cuz I realized I don't know him that well.
My friend had to pick out his gift for me. She's more observant than I am, I guess. Or maybe just better at picking out gifts.
It's weird, cuz I always picked out the best gifts for David.
I knew David wanted his own library, so our first xmas I got him 20 classic ooks are on my shelf now.
Our third xmas was themed after our favorite tv show at the time (Bing Bang Theory). I got him a shirt with the Flash on it, a Stephen Hawking Book, and I sewed him a stuffed animal (a kitten.... soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur kitten). That kitten is actually on the floor about two inches away now.
We banged.
It sucked again.
Then later he apologized for it sucking. Said he's not one of the "creative in bed" types.
This is after I've told him, multiple times, that I need more from him in bed.
I didn't know how to answer him. What did he think I'd say, "It's okay?".... cuz it's not okay. bad sex is not okay, especially when you're aware it's bad sex.
Apologizing for bad sex is worse.
Don't apologize. Fix the problem.
He's leaving tomorrow. He'll be gone for ten days. All I know is he'll be in shitty cell phone service areas, so we won't talk much.
I'm gonna treat it like a mock-breakup. You know, pretend that since he's gone, he's gone for good. See how I feel about it. If I honestly miss him, or feel like I'm sadder wtih out him, then I guess he can stick around.
But if it turns out that he's not that important, then adiossss.