2003-07-10

stalk-free America

phew...

one day without stalking. good therapy session and a conversation with manfriend as well. it feels much healthier not to be peeking where I shouldn't be looking. less opportunity to obsess or worry or drive myself batty.

our talk last night ran the gammut from him not understanding why I broke up with him in the first place and fearing another sudden departure, my expressing concerns over my trying very hard and the perception that he is just enjoying the ride and not doing emotional work or making an effort to show me he cares, to our sex life and issues around pot.

(since people reading this probably don't know me, I don't have any issues around pot, or, perhaps I have tons. I'm just really really really judgemental about drug use in my manfriend. my friends can do whatever they want. I'm down wit dat. I just have a stake in what the one I love does. is that love or control? for whatever reason, I've never tried a drug, nor do I want to. I don't want to kiss smokey potty mouth and manfriend is a former wake-and-baker who feels like he has more of a sexual drive with pot, regardless of whether he uses Viagra... those kooky gays with their recreational use of Viagra, though he does have an AIDS-y prescription for it. enough of the PSA/disclaimer, now back to our regularly scheduled blather.)

here I am at work, mighty early, feeling secure and happy, looking forward to swimming with manfriend tonight (two nights in a row in the East Bay, say it ain't so!), and ready to finally do those damn web traffic reports.

yeah, I should at least start those before the company meeting. oh bother.

earlier - later