Friday, July 16, 2004

So Dustin and I are over... Which can't be such a bad thing because neither of us were particularly interested in continuing... whatever that was... a summer fling, perhaps?  Alex is banned from having his or Josh's companionship after spending Tuesday night in "Florida," also known as "tripping balls" at "Doug's house."  After Steph and I traveled to Irving to visit my newly released, and remarkably coherent (/senile), Granny, we trekked back to Carrollton to see Dustin and hang with Alex.  Two separate events, mind you.  Dustin said we probably shouldn't hang out with him any more because he seems to "fuck shit up."  Noted.  He's living with Doug for now because his grandmother kicked him out, and doesn't seem to want me around.  Dually noted.
I guess it's for the best.
Last night, after joy-riding with Steph and Alex, I went over to Shawn's.  Things with his girlfriend still aren't looking promising, what with the fights and arguing and near hating each other.  He said that the only reason he can think of to still be with her is that they've been together for so long, it would be a shame to let that go.  My counter: he's young, he shouldn't feel trapped in a relationship, and besides... I like him.  I'm afraid I'm pathetic.  The tragically un-hip variety.  But he likes me, too, so that lightens the load of ruling Dorkdom.  And I rule it with an iron fist.
It's a traveshamockery.  Bur-flickel, indeed.



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