A., fuckhead that he is, called me Sunday morning at 7:58 a.m. in one of his usual insane, blind panics. It seems T., who had previously been convinced by her stepfather to attend two thirteen-hour sessions of the Landmark Forum, has now requested that her husband and A. (who is basically her other husband) both attend with her on Tuesday night. ( Read more... )

( Speaking of useless... )

( Somewhat cute email from [T.]... )

( I quietly lost it at Dungeons and Dragons Tuesday night. )

It was as though J. had set about to craft my worst evening imaginable, a fact I reiterated to her ad nauseum on the ride to dinner. Even though I am fond of many of them, I do not really socialize with most of my fellow RPGers. When I do, I prefer that it take the form of some activity (such as laser tag) so as to prevent any faltering or ( Read more... )

The pagan patriarch, C., called A. earlier this week to let him know that, for whatever reason, Starbucks is requiring that C., as a manager of one of their franchises, march in the Gay Pride Parade. Although, I am assuming with that statement that he didn't volunteer for the mission. Admittedly, he has claimed to be bisexual in the past, but I ( Read more... )

"But I'm bored... I am suicidally bored. Life is pointless."

I wanted to spend my day off pantless and in bed. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of telling A. on Wednesday that I might be taking Friday off. He called me six times before finally showing up at my place, supposedly clinically depressed by the pointlessness of his existence. He ( Read more... )

"You are easily the most masculine homosexual I have ever seen."

That would be one of A.'s usual fumbling attempts at a compliment (he does not get much practice). He called me at work to harass me about sitting down to write another murder mystery birthday party (we have a two week deadline). I was blowing him off for the evening because I ( Read more... )

"What you have to understand," V. began, "is that there are essentially three types of people interested in karaoke: asians, homosexuals, and rednecks."

( Karaoke night was a bust. A fiasco. Anticlimax. Predictable. )