I'm slightly depressed and slightly drugged. This probably means I'm about to go buy something I don't really need on eBay.

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oh! Hi, bonny! Awful thing to happen but glad you're okay!

My sister helped me organize my office and my kitchen! Aren't you proud?! memememe

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I get overwhelmed by choices. I spent, like, twenty minutes in Office Depot yesterday just debating pens.

Well, pens are important. I could happily spend hours perusing office supplies.

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Among the items named after him are a plesiosaurid, a north Australian spider (as of this month), and -- I kid you not -- a species of echidna. At this point I believe he's doing this deliberately.

I just think he's amazing. Attenborough is just so cool and I love that he's still doing (and able to do) what he loves.

When we recently saw a nature documentary that did not include him, Dillo was put off, as if something was wrong!

I totally support Dillo in this. I have narration needs.

and then this morning he shares that he's not ready to be exclusive and is dating someone else.

So he's freaked you might have expressed interest in someone else (albeit a friend of his which probably isn't cool unless otherwise stated but still) so you cancel plans with a friend to soothe his insecurities and work on communication but the next morning he tells you he not only isn't interested in being exclusive but that's currently dating someone else too?

I don't like Z.

I don't care that he's not ready to be exclusive. You two weren't and he's not doing anything wrong by choosing not to be or by dating someone else.

But letting (or encouraging) you cancel plans with a friend to monkey groom him knowing those things? I wouldn't be thrilled with any of my friends dating someone like that.

I am waiting for a pet sitter to stop by to meet me and Puppycat. By waiting, I mean I am waiting for it to be close to the time she's supposed to be here. She's not even close to late for another hour. And not supposed to be here for at least 45 minutes. I'm just ready. I got a key made, tested it, put it on a ring, wrote down All About Puppycat and gathered stuff for her.

I'm ready. Time needs to bend to my whim, dammit.

Also I think I invited my mom over for dinner. I should, oh, figure out what to feed her.

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My understanding is that he was thinking that if we were in a relationship, I might always have my eye out for a woman, that I might prefer that

But...but...he has his eye out for a woman, and you're concerned he might prefer that. Does he not get that?

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And OMG, how scary and awful!

It turns out that the victim isn't actually dead, but may as well be. He is married to a teacher at the local elementary school and is currently in a coma. Speculation is, if he does come out of it, he won't come very far. He has a less than1 year old baby.

I was just interviewed for a newscast and was surprised that the reporter seemed to want me to say that I'm scared in this neighborhood. All I _could_ say is that this is an urban environment and people just need to be careful.

The victim was walking home from a pub at 2:30. By himself.

A neighbor assures me that it is a yuppie pub. "They don't get that kind of crowd." It would seem that somebody from 'that crowd' was watching though.

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"They don't get that kind of crowd."

Except, clearly, it happened. Which in no way means you should say that you are scared in your neighborhood. Or any neighborhood. I just am boggled when people see things in such a binary way. No area is entirely crime-free and all kinds of people commit crimes.

The pet sitter came by, met her and she met Puppycat. All were happy, all around.

Now to figure out what I am feeding mom and I for dinner. I am clearly defaulting to the pesto I made in Portland. It's cute that I am even pretending too look around my fridge.

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Oh, bonny. My heart is aching for them.

I was just interviewed for a newscast and was surprised that the reporter seemed to want me to say that I'm scared in this neighborhood.

Don't you know we're all supposed to be terrified all the time?

But letting (or encouraging) you cancel plans with a friend to monkey groom him knowing those things? I wouldn't be thrilled with any of my friends dating someone like that.

I think that one's on me. We were having a very fast-paced text conversation, and I made the decision fairly unilaterally.

But...but...he has his eye out for a woman, and you're concerned he might prefer that. Does he not get that?

I hope he does now? People have weird ideas about bisexuals.

It's been seven hours, and I haven't heard back from him. Entirely possible he has been wrapped up in house stuff, or asleep, or who knows. Regardless, I am not feeling super great about the whole thing. There is already a pattern of miscommunication and not trusting that what I say is true. I'm having trouble figuring it out. What he says he wants and how he goes about it don't seem to match up to me. It's maybe a bit of arrogance papering over insecurities?

::sigh::

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All I _could_ say is that this is an urban environment and people just need to be careful.

Telling people to be careful doesn't make for punchy news blurbs to run every 15 minutes to pimp the newscast, though.

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I was just interviewed for a newscast and was surprised that the reporter seemed to want me to say that I'm scared in this neighborhood.

So much for reporting the news, and not creating it. Ugg, the state of the media these days.

t /former communications major who was taught fair & balanced reporting

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