Look, all I really want to know is where have all the cowboys gone? It’s like a Tootsie Roll Tootsie Pop, the world may never know.
Contrary to popular opinion, floorpie.net, my one and faithful love, I do check on you every day. I see if anyone leaves comments (almost never), I see if you’re infected by trolls (every now and again), I see how many people have visited you (very, very few). I’m here for you, and I want you to know that. For whatever reason, I just haven’t anything post-worthy to write about… or I’ve been too busy to take the time to do it. It was unintentional though, sweetheart, and when I looked down and saw that I hadn’t talked to you for almost two weeks I felt terrible!
Hey, I had a lot of Tivo to catch up on, you know?
So enough about me, what do you think about me?
Not a whole lot has been going on, lately… which, as you know, is actually code for, “A lot has been going on, and it’s all girl related.” Things with the Thai Singer have progressed to unheard of levels of adoration to the point where I’m (apparently) out of my massively successful dating phase. I think I’m tired of that phase, and I’m glad to be out of it… which is a fairly terrifying thing to admit given my recent track record and thoughts on committed relationships.
Not that we are committed, of course, so you ladeez still have a chance. Right now we’re in that quasi I’m-not-your-girlfriend-but-I-act-like-it-stage and the I’m-not-your-boyfriend-but-I…no-longer-french-kiss-other-chicks stage.
It’s been one a half years since ADG. Funny, I’ve always subscribed to that saying that it takes half as long as you were in a relationship to get over it. I was with L for 6 almost 7 years, and it really did take me a little over 3 years before I was functional again. ADG and I were together for 3 years and now, a year a half later, I seem to be able to open myself up to longer than a couple of weeks of wild sex and instant gratification like I’ve been doing.
Wait, am I making a mistake?
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