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Just a few more weeks.

My ex told me he is going around telling people that the other night, when I went to the kitchen for some ice and he was standing in there naked, I looked at him like he was going to rape me. And how insensitive that makes me.

I have no idea what night this was supppsed to be. When he told me this is what he was telling others it led to a very stupid discussion wherein I said I didn't think he'd do that and he replied by asking me what was wrong with him disrespecting my boundaries if I wasn't worried about rape.

I told him he was seriously fucked up and needed therapy. Then he asked if we were still friends. I left.

Later, I asked my roommate about the convo since he said he told her. She says that convo never happened.

So he is making stuff up to talk to me about rape.

Good to know.

What the shit?   

The fun never stops! He's going to Texas for two weeks, in theory to talk to a chronic illness advocate he knows from the intarnets. Which makes no sense since they talk online. I think something else is up but I don't care, he'll be gone.

So enjoy with that, you Texas PD-ers. Hide yo kids, hide yo wife.

Well, I am now a great uncle, as my niece delivered something this morning.  I find this to be very inconsiderate, as I remember my great uncles as being fantastically old men who would have been about...um...45 when I was born.

It's still bullshit.

Anyway, say hello to Ailie Victoria, who seems less than amused by the whole turn of events.

Wow, congrats! She's already mastered the "Yeah, so what?" expression. :P

Congrats, man.

Sorry about your thumbs, Cain. That sounds shitty.

Just a few more weeks.

My ex told me he is going around telling people that the other night, when I went to the kitchen for some ice and he was standing in there naked, I looked at him like he was going to rape me. And how insensitive that makes me.

I have no idea what night this was supppsed to be. When he told me this is what he was telling others it led to a very stupid discussion wherein I said I didn't think he'd do that and he replied by asking me what was wrong with him disrespecting my boundaries if I wasn't worried about rape.

I told him he was seriously fucked up and needed therapy. Then he asked if we were still friends. I left.

Later, I asked my roommate about the convo since he said he told her. She says that convo never happened.

So he is making stuff up to talk to me about rape.

Good to know.

Well, this is tragic and ironic. http://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/friend-man-who-inspired-ice-bucket-challenge-dies-celebrating-success-n182531

I have the horrible urge to laugh.

Nigel needs to put a bigger dick up his ass.

I was just watching a Robin video on Youtube and, like a fucking schnook, I looked down at the comments. 

This was the first one: "The beauty of his passing is that he will NEVER mock God or Jesus Christ ever AGAIN!!"

Like he wouldn't do it to their faces if they actually existed.

Just got my test results. No cancer.

Or STD and my pap was clean.

But holy fuck, no cancer.

Off to happy dance down the street, bbl.

so this happened to my room today.

it used to be urban concrete grey/battleship grey and it was horrible and depressing.

Look at that turquoise. I dare you to feel shitty looking at that. CANT BE DONE!

That's an awesome color, that is. 

Yeah, I know it's been covered but it bears repeating. Stay away from Philly. Speaking as a former Pennsylvanian, I say this. :P Also, if you don't like shoveling snow . . . PA's probably a bad idea in its entirety. I'm from Clarion and it typically snows from just before Halloween until mid-May. Sledding off the garage roof and putting skis on the pick-em-up-trucks are things.

If PA is an option, I'd hit the Gettysburg area. Handy to D.C. and Maryland and some universities and what-all for the schoolings and the jobings. The cost of living, when I was down there, did not suck hind teat. No idea what it is now, though.

Good luck getting that sorted out. *salutes*

 

Just read the last piece. Man, that is a perfect ending. Love how it tidied everything up while leaving room for more. I love your writing, Roger.

Ach, so we are living with people who have a 2.5 year old. I may have mentioned this before. Anyway, I just overheard him say to her, "You better share your books or I am going to take them away!"

Now he is crying because I let him know what it feels like when someone says something nasty like that. Ah, parenting, the joy, the wanton fecal matter.

So many delights to child-rearing.

Today was a fucking train wreck. But the part that involves me leaving the house is over.

I had the fastest, most professional, least traumatic-y pap smear of my life today. I want to send my damn doctor a bouquet of roses. Two, if he teaches his nurse to shut up during exams. Three, if I can get the 'basting brush' jokes out of my head.

He was weirded out by my request to skip the anesthesia for the biopsy all together.

First he was expecting me to wuss out and then he was mildly terrified when I didn't so much as twitch at either the cutty or the burny part of the procedure. He looked at me when we were done and said "Now I've seen everything." O.o

A quick blood draw and that was that.

Then we left and everything else we were gonna get done today went to shit and I ain't even gonna talk about it. The important part is that in a few days or whatever I find out whether I should keep packing for Oregon or start selling everything for cancer treatment. YAY!

I feel like a crybaby for being as worried about the cancer thing as I am. It's a serious possibility but there isn't dick I can do about it.