Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Candy Formerly Known as Eye has -- gasp! -- set a move in date. I never thought it would come.

8 comments:

Kent McManigal said...

This is usually the part of the relationship known as "the beginning of the end" for me. I'm sure you'll do much better.

Puhneenah said...

For me, this is the part of the relationship known as "my pal is moving into one of my spare rooms and splitting the rent so that I have lots of extra money and hopefully he'll find a girlfriend so that he can spend lots of nights at her house so it'll be like I'm still living alone, but for half the cost." He's a handsome fellow, intelligent, good job -- know anyone in the market?

Kent McManigal said...

My first wife told me for 10 years to find a girlfriend so I would leave her alone. When I finally did, she suddenly couldn't remember ever saying it. Hmmmm. Go figure. Different situation, I realize.

Puhneenah said...

Ah, I'll never understand people. What's the point of being married if you don't get to have lots and lots of sex, pretty much whenever you want it?

Kent McManigal said...

"Whenever you want it" turned out to be once a month or so for her, and once a day (at least) for me. Just a bad consequence of waiting til marriage for sex. Something I don't recommend.

Actually reminds me of the "relationship" I am in now, too. Just a bad consequence of getting involved with someone who pretended to be someone completely different from the reality, until after she was pregnant. Then "real person" reared its ugly head. Sigh.

Puhneenah said...

People wait until marriage for sex? Hmmmm. I guess that's a novel sort of idea.

Sounds like you need to find a different relationship. May I recommend making the acquaintance of your right hand? I've found a connection with one's right hand can be more rewarding than a relationship with the wrong person.

Kent McManigal said...

Way ahead of ya.

fone home said...

Right hand, left hand, both. Depends on what so of mood I'm in.