I am so not right, myself. I'm looking for a boy who's not right the same way I'm not right.
Well, I did find one. Let me clarify: one who is not gay. Because lemme tell you, knowing that the one guy who really "gets" me is living happily in NYC with a guy I don't particularly like? Kinda miserable. I try not to think about it.
He just...stopped doing it, even though it IS something he likes.
Wow. I'm impressed.
Not only stopped doing it, but didn't even mention that he stopped (like, "Did you notice how I don't [insert act] any more? Huh?"), which I, personally would be so tempted to do and think I deserved a cookie for respecting my partner's boundaries.
He is, honestly, a genuinely good person. In that, the best most people can say is that we don't fuck the world up a whole lot, whereas he is actively good for the world.
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Although he is, apparently, also an anglerfish.
Did you notice how I don't [insert act] any more?
Holy crap, he was inserting his act before? KINKY.
Exhibit A: ANGLERFISH.
You have EIGHT PAIRS OF FISHY BALLS? If so, yeah, that's kinda weird.
Steph, I love reading about the relationship you have with The Boy. Healthy relationships are always a marvel.
I have had a DAY today. I won't regale you all with details, but suffice it to say it included much driving, a trip to target and poop (not mine) along with a really big train.
The Oatmeal goes all billytea
Oh. OH! That is just awesome! "The smell... So enchanting. Gives me FISHRAGE!"
Before I clicked through, I really felt a need to defend billytea's life!
This is true. billytea's life is anything but. I should have clarified.
Because it has things like this in it!
See, that's why you're my role models!
Okay, but just remember all the ways in which we are SO NOT RIGHT. Exhibit A: ANGLERFISH.
Pffft. Exhibit A for AWESOME!
I am seriously hopped up on anglerfish this morning.
I love reading about the relationship you have with The Boy. Healthy relationships are always a marvel.
Same here. And you definitely earned it.
I don't happen to be attracted to people that get me. Ah, well.
More pressingly, I REALLY want to go home and lie down. Dear lord.
oh Kat. 2 days with poop in a starring role = nsm fun. sorry.
I dropped off two large shopping bags at the thrift store this morning. WHEE!
Chocolate chip cookies are cooling in the kitchen using up more baking stuff!
How to Name an Abortion Clinic. As Mr. The Oatmeal himself says, it's not nearly as offensive as it sounds.
Okay, but just remember all the ways in which we are SO NOT RIGHT.
but you're okay, you're going to make it anyway? (sorry, whitney reference) Seriously, Tep, you and the Boy give me hope. You found someone who respects your boundaries and cares about you and recognizes that your needs are at least as important as his.