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Thursday, October 05, 2006

The Girl: responds to The Boy

I felt that I should respond to The Boy's last post before I went on to post about how badly I need to be fucked. Because we all pretty much know this. Anyhoo:

Some of you out there may have noticed a lack of posting by The Boy. You would be correct in assuming that I've been busy. I have a problem. How does one juggle the following 3 things without giving too much attention to any one?
1. Relatives visiting for a week
2. Work, and lots of it
3. Making sure you have time to chat with the best thing to happen to you in months.
Literally MONTHS!

I feel like I'm failing miserably. While The Girl swears that she's not feeling neglected, I feel as though I owe her a lot more attention. I just finished working a 12 hour overtime shift and am beat as hell. I have to go visit the fam for dinner before my sister leaves town for another 12 months. I have had a total of 9 hours of sleep over the past 3 days and I am getting the "giddy sleepy act". You know, where you're so tired that everything seems funny?
I'm there.
Right
Fucking
There

I won't lie and say that I miss this newfound attention I've acquired. But honestly, what real good is going to come out of me whining about it? Answer: none. Besides, we have this distance between us. That, combined with his hectic work schedule and my lack of teh finances pretty much insures that this relationship doesn't move overwhelmingly fast. Not that I'm scared of THAT sort of commitment... but when you're dealing with, not one but two undersexed hypersexual people that are attracted to one another, I'd put my money on the fact that moving abnormally fast would be a given. At least with the distance/work/lack of money thing, if we work around all that, we pretty much guarantee that we do have something amazing here.

Of which I have no doubt.

Where was I? (((( i ramble. it's my thing. =) ))))

Oh yeah. So about the neglect thing... no, I'm not happy about it. But it's not totally bad, especially if it keeps our relationship from imploding. I mean, that should be reserved for when Boy cheats on me with a skank stripper in the back of VIP or when he shags my mother (which, given that my mother's penchant for younger, athletic guys... yeah, she'd be all over Boy like white on rice. ........ok that's a disturbing thought. ew), right?

Lemme address Boy directly:

Look, just kick it up a teensy notch and it'll be kosher. Srsly. Don't think that you have to rearrange your whole damn life for me. Just do your thing, be vocal, be you and if we try to work on the communication thing, I'll be happy. Promise.

posted by SWF @ 2:21 AM

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