Well, it's been an interesting week and some.  I miss my space and alone time, but then again I knew I would and it hasn't gotten to be unbearable or anything.  He's fairly easy to live with considering that he's a bit of a neat freak and he cooks regularly and so on.  And yeah, initially the sex was kind of mind-numbing and I'm all over that shit, so it was all good.  We have major chemistry in that arena.

BUT (and of course there is always a but) Adam has some issues with bullshitting me.  I have yet to see anything that indicated that he has done anything seriously out of line since he's been with me, but in essence, Adam does not deal well with being alone and has done some pretty desperate shit during emotional dry periods.  Like this chick, who he told me was never anything but a friend (and friends with other friends of his in NC) and who I believed him about based purely on the fact that she's so jesus christ buttfucked ugly, but apparently she was a cheap down-low fuck of his when she visited him from Seattle with him for 2 weeks when he and I were first talking.  I mean, if he was all about getting his dick wet in a vietcong Hot Topic before he and I were together then I guess that's his business and I certainly don't blame him for not wanting to admit it, but when I "accidentally" found out the truth I seriously felt like projectile vomiting.  Plus I'm furious that he fucking lied to me about it.  I mean in retrospect it should have been pretty obvious since she was always stalking my MySpace etc. for awhile after she visited him, but purely based on her looks I dismissed the possibility outright and didn't see any reason to believe otherwise when he said they were sleeping in separate rooms and so on.  I mean I've hit some questionable shit before but..........yeahhhhh, no.  And I at least own up to it.

There's quite a lot of other shit that's come to light that he was lying to me about as well - all past stuff - but I don't feel like going into all of it.  Let's just say that I reacted very poorly and I almost shipped his ass back to South because the very LAST thing I need in my life is yet another bullshit artist.  Sorry, but a pretty face and a good fuck isn't enough to make up for having to constantly second-guess everything that my significant other says and then feel the need to double-check it for accuracy.  At the moment he's on serious probation, and any minor whiff of BS I get from him is going to result in me cutting my losses.  I can deal with a lot of shit but lying to my face is not on that list and I don't care what it's about.  I can't even believe that people still try to get away with this shit with me!!!  I mean WTF I'm like infamous for ferreting this shit out and I warn people in advance to not even bother but NOOOOO they all think they're nigger geniuses and exceptions to the rule. 

Also...someone explain to me the whole goddamned Asian fetish thing.  I don't have a PROBLEM with Asian chicks or dudes, though they aren't my thing overall - I mean hello my family is half Asian so how much of an issue can I have? - but I don't get the fetish aspect where it doesn't matter if the girl looks like a halfbreed sea monster/chimpanzee so long as she's a slant.

/vomit /vomit /vomit

I am not dead, but my life is being sort of hellishly complicated right now and I have a lot to figure out.  More later.

T-minus 48 hours until the Adam bomb detonates in Vagasaki.

I'm a little nervous, but mostly I think I'm just annoyed that I have to clean everything.  Like myself.  (consequence of unemployment and not feeling sociable - you start looking like a Unix engineer)

@_@

Of all random fucking things.  Remember this guy?



Yeah.  I was super piss drunk, got his number and then wondered wtf on earth I was thinking the next morning (which was not terribly unusual for me at the time)  Then ran into him again some weeks later with Adam and he gave me the Thief III glare all night from across the bar.  I drunk-posted, and the Internet laughed with me.

Then Kathryn sent me this link today and I about had a fit.  Nothing like reading a posthence sexual review of an extremely questionable character that you somehow thought was cute when you were drunk once.

Oh man, lol.