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I've arrived! And other stuff.

I've been linked to via Technorati to my post on the bathroom assaults. Unfortunately I have also been found by someone searching for "ladies fuck young boys" Ewww. I can assure you there is nothing like that in this blog. Nor will there ever be.

I had lunch with High School Guy today. I am slowly letting him know that I am seeing Friendster Guy. I don't want to say flat out "Dude, I have a boyfriend" because, for one, I don't know if that's exactly true and for another, I am cultivating a friendship with High School Guy. If he is to be my friend he needs to hear the same things about Friendster Guy that my other friends do. Which is mostly me giggling about how cute/nice/sweet/understanding he is. I've toned it down somewhat to take into account that High School Guy (HSG) is a male and doesn't need quite as much giggling as my gal pals do. So far it's working out pretty well. HSG thinks it's cool that I'm seeing someone. And I think it's cool that I can tell HSG I'm seeing someone.

When it comes to relationships, I've always gone from friendship to more than friends and then back to friendship again (sometimes this last transformation takes awhile but we get there eventually). Until HSG I had never had the opportunity to start as more than friends and then downgrade to just friendship. It's new territory.

Speaking of friendship with former "lovers" (for the record I hate that word, but "partner" is growing on me), I'm having lunch with X this weekend. We're using his portable hard drive to transfer our CD collections to each others computers so we both have the full set of our CDs. Very amicable of us huh?

I think Friendster Guy may have called me "honey" yesterday but it may have just been in jest (something along the lines of, "settle down there, honey" when I was getting too silly at dinner). Either way, I liked it. hee hee (giggle giggle)

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hmmm...language. I think lover has a very different connotation than partner. A lover is someone whose primary role in your life is sex -- and there are many people who engage in this relationship with full understanding that it is often ephemeral and that they will be shut out of the parts of a life that partners are allowed into. A partner is someone who shares many (all? most?) aspects of your life.

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