Breakup.
I've been told that it is inevitable. I must break up with Bubble Boy even though I like him. It is completely understood that the feeling is not entirely mutual. Unless, of course, he came down with some rare fungal disease in his mouth. Then, I would completely understand his unwillingness to make out with me. We are still playing the act of being a dating couple. We went to see Art School Confidential (which completely fell flat). I paid for the movie and we did not hold hands. The movie was bad and I couldn't even get myself to hold his hand. This might have been my fault because I did not got balls to the wall and just grab it. But he also did not go for the hand. If anything, he should know that I am way into him.
Soooooo....I have been told that I must break up with him. I was conversing with girl banker today (Hottie Banker was on lunch). She was telling me various break up stories from her past. Evidently, she was quite a heartbreaker and very good at breaking up. New Years Eve years ago, she was on a double date with a potential suitor when all of a sudden she just couldn't handle the date or the relationship any longer. "Time of death 8:32." Then she continued conversation with her friend and the date just sat there completely confused. My favorite though was the guy who ordered three roast beef sandwiches. She asked him if he was hungry (sarcasm) and he replied "Gotta feed the pythons". Wow what a douchebag. She politely threw down her money and said "Lose my number". She ran into him at a wedding months later and her friends were all laughing at him because of his "pythons".
I don't think that I will be breaking up with Bubble Boy in this matter because I like him and he is very self-conscious (although he should not be). He has not had many serious relationships (if any according to one friend). I am pretty sure that I will not be breaking his young heart but even still, I want to remain friends with him (which does not mean what it always means--"I want to continue to fuck you"). I think he is very intelligent and a very nice boy who needs to have a very nice boy back. BUT, he is also too demanding of his boys and is looking for something that he will probably never find in its true form.
So why should I be breaking up with him, you ask. Because our relationship is not healthy from my POV. I have been worrying for the past week and a half about everything and have almost been a basket case because of it. I have cried at just about everything this week but this could also be sympathy pains for roommates with achy uteruses. I have also contemplated seriously making out with a variety of other boys. Speaking of this, Hottie Bankers boyfriend pinched my nipples on Tuesday at Showtunes. I almost slapped him. How dare he? That is Bankers job. We were also joking around about fucking in the bank around his boyfriend. This relationship is not healthy and I am not making it any healthier.
Also, if I don't do it, I don't think it will ever happen. It seems like he is just content with the way the relationship is working out. I can handle a relationship without physical contact for only so long when I have gotten some and are now cut off. I think, possibly, that he might be using me to make his roommate jealous because Bubble Boy has made it no secret that he has a crush on his roommate. This is also not a good thing. If he wants to date his roommate then he should just leave me and date his roommate. Pretty sure that his roommate wouldn't have a lot of problems with that. BUT, his roommate has the same problems that I do (smokers, drinker, etc.).
Jenni brought porn home for me. Yay.
Connecticut in less than a week. Still haven't told my parents. Mother wants to come down for a visit that weekend too and I have to stop that from happening. In better news, I actually have the money to be able to afford such an extravagent (not) trip. Cross country baby. My sister apologized for not calling me (but still has not actually called me). So we are making progress with one member of the family. I need to just refer her to the blog but I think she might go into shock if she starts reading this thing. Plus, I don't remember if I ever wrote something bad about her. Chances are I probably have. Jim, as historian of the blog, it is your responsibility to find out.
Kirby leaves in three days. This means that she will be drunk every night and I will try to be there as much possible. Tonight is drinking with her mother (on her tab). I will not be drinking much since I have to work in the morning. But tomorrow, I will play party hopping boy. Birthday at 4.30 for Karl, then maybe breaking up (hopefully not drunkenly), then Complex for one last night of dancing with Kirby. Sounds like a great Saturday. See you on the other side of the weekend.