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| Wednesday - December 04, 2002 PHONESLUTIS NON-COHABITATUS *Whew* that wasn't so hard. It would appear that the first entry is the hardest. Now, permit me to get right back up on the horse. First of all, I need to take a moment and say to everyone who wrote asking where the hell I was that I'm sorry for falling off the face of the planet. Life got a touch too taxing for a while there and as the internet was the least important factor in my life, it went first. Unfortunately, this also means that I ignored and mistreated by method of indifference a good number of people that I have genuine affection for. I am sorry. There's no excuse for treating people as if they were disposable. The next big change in my life, I suppose, would be that Blythe is moving out before the end of December. For what it's worth, I don't think this is directly related to the job in anyway. As a matter of fact, except for the very few instances where Blythe was making a touch too much noise in the next room (yelling at the TV or puppy, generally) there was absolutely no impact at all from my side of things on the job. As for what impact it may have had on Blythe, that is unknown, but she seems generally unharmed ;-) I wonder if there comes a point where a person is just too independent to cohabitate with another person? The funny thing is that Bylthe and I have been friends for ages, and are likely to remain friends for ages more, but there were just quirky differences that drove me up the wall. I'm sure my quirks are no picnic. It intrigues me at what point the differences we embrace and tolerate in others actually becomes the basis for incompatibility. Of course it didn't help that the po-dunk community I live in is just a tad too laid back and rustic for Blythe's Miami-born and bred nature. Or maybe I just find it interesting that the one thing I figured would be a problem - the phone sex job - was the least important factor at all. Hmmm.  |
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