If there were an Oscar for "Crappiest Dialogue", it would go to Beowulf.

let us speak of relationships

life throws you curveballs all the time. this month has proved no exception.

in the six months since the break-up with g, i've more-or-less dated three people, along with a bunch of other random dates.

emily was first. she was a former classmate of mine that i just happened to run into by chance. she immediately started crushing on me. i had a slight interest in her, but frankly it was too soon after the break-up to hop into another relationship, and i couldn't get myself to commit. despite that, we had a month of most enjoyable crazy kinky sex that i've ever had. then she said she couldn't do that any more; she needed something more ... stable. she's found somebody now, but we're still friends and chat regularly.

erin was second. we went out a few times. this time it was me crushing on her. sadly for me (at the time), the feeling wasn't mutual. this went on for three months before she finally delivered the heart-breaking blow. but reflecting back on it, i'm kind of glad she did. i think the reason i was crushing on her so bad was she had all of the previous qualities that g had: quiet and reserved, doesn't like much adventure, dislikes people in general, low sex drive, seems to always have a bit of depression going on, etc. i guess i found comfort in those things because they were familiar, even though they caused the break-up of the previous relationship.

erin and i are still friends and talk regularly. i'm glad my stupid freakout over her telling me off didn't affect things between us.

which brings us to jennifer. i met jennifer at the symphony back in january; g and i were still dating at the time, but jennifer caught my eye there. i saw her several times at other subsequent events, and finally got the nerve up to talk to her. we went out a few times, and lo and behold, a find myself in a relationship with her.

i'm slightly overwhelmed by this because i normally go several years between relationships, but this time has only given me a scant seven months. should i feel guilty about this? i'm not sure. but i have that schoolboy giddiness about me right now, and she does too (well, probably more of a schoolgirl giddiness).

i guess this is just another chapter in the adventure we call life. i can't wait.

birthdays!

happy birthday to two of my favorite vagina-possessing people!

sarah:



jenny:



and to both of you:

Today was ass-tastic.

However, at least one thing became clear to me today, so at least I can check that off the list.

P.S.: