I don't suppose anyone out there in Buffistaland would be interested in or has the time to take Joe's resume and make it something beautiful that will get him a job in like, a week? It's stuck in a template that I'm having a hard time un-doing.

I can make it beautiful. I can offer no other guarantees.

Oh, rent right now, for sure. Buying would be just a mess, with a foreclosure on record.

I am ok with buying a house in the future, but right now, renting is just A-OK with me. There are quite a few rental houses in the area for the price of our mortgage or even $200-300 less.

We don't have to worry about a school, so there's that. I am awfully glad, though, we didn't paint or fix anything besides the bathroom that needed to be done. This will put the wedding reception on hold, but frankly, that might turn out to be a good thing, with all of the work on the house and yard we would had to have done to get it ready.

We will have to find a good home for Mr. Dog once M. leaves, but I think that will be ok. D's mom has a friend with a farm who is interested in him, and he would be so happy with more room and things to chase. Things that aren't cats. M. hardly pays him any attention, anyway; he is much more involved with the cats. He will be a little sad, but I truly think it will better for Mr. Dog, as well as for us.

And as you all said, it will be a chance for US to have a house. Until the foreclosure went through, I didn't really allow myself to think about how much it bugged me, cause...well, no point, right? But they lived in this house, fought in this house, adultery in this house, she miscarried and buried her child here (that really creeps me out, all sympathy to her, but it does) and she left tons of her stuff, her now-husband's and her brother's stuff here.

I have never felt like this was MY house. Or ours, even.

I have now responded to 15 apartment ads. One person got back to me.

It's a numbers game, Hil.

heh.

I have now responded to 15 apartment ads. One person got back to me.

Grah. Keep at it, and think of it as, uh, making your choice easier by limiting your options. I hope the one person who got back to you has an awesome apartment.

I was reading Dear Prudence over on Slate, and the porn question came up, ie, "My boyfriend is reading porn! Why is he doing such a horrible thing? Doesn't he love me, aren't I enough?" etc.

Given who we are, I'm assuming that most of us don't think porn is a relationship-destroying evil, but that is an assumption. What do others make of the "porn is horrible" issue? I always want to stand up and say "Does that include gay porn? Does hot guy-on-guy action objectify women too?"

Two people got back to me! I'm getting the feeling I may need to compromise on my "apartment must have a dishwasher" stance.

What do others make of the "porn is horrible" issue? I always want to stand up and say "Does that include gay porn? Does hot guy-on-guy action objectify women too?"

Heh. Me too.

"My boyfriend is reading porn! Why is he doing such a horrible thing? Doesn't he love me, aren't I enough?"

This reminds me of my high school girlfriend. She thought that women couldn't masturbate, so she said it wasn't fair if I masturbated, and if I did masturbate then it'd be OK for her to sleep with other guys.

I didn't know enough to correct her on the "women can't masturbate" thing so I just lied and said I wouldn't do it anymore.

She thought that women couldn't masturbate

That poor woman.

She thought that women couldn't masturbate, so she said it wasn't fair if I masturbated, and if I did masturbate then it'd be OK for her to sleep with other guys.

As one who was, late to the game shall we say? I still call bullshit on that reasoning. I mean, that's just ...

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