We were supposed to meet up w/ Joanne and her husband Henry (as well as other Beijinoys) for dinner, but last-minute cancellations, postponements and rescheduling moved the date to Friday. So instead Liza and I ended up having dinner at Arya before heading back to her place to watch Californication.
Technically this would violate the recently created "Weekends Only" policy we tried to implement, devoting weeknights to work and avoiding the ire of respective 'Rents who think we see too much of each other. "Plenty of time for that if/when you settle down," pragmatic voices would say. Well, it didn't start out as a date. Just ended up that way due to aforementioned cancellations, postponements and rescheduling.
Yes, I'm making excuses and procrastinating (w/c, in using pharmaceutical analogy, is choosing quick-acting pills over the long-lasting ones). I wanna swear this will be our last Wednesday night together for a long while, but I try not to make a liar outta myself whenever possible. Best I could do is to keep telling myself to stick to weekends. Good therapy for both'a youz.
I'll try it, but don't hafta like it.
1 comment:
have you ever heard of freud and his suppressed unconditional feelings theory?
it's whack.
i don't see the logic of you doing all these suppressing. feelings are feelings are feelings. *bows* it's not like seeing your woman is a crime against society. find a way around it, man. you got to learn to be productive even when she's around. don't suppress. you don't know how crazy freud gets. i think he secretly wants to have sex with his mom. @.@ ^.^ -.- namsayin?
and if there's something your paretns are worried about now. it's if this woman really brought the bestest of their benstewie ~that's you~. and i think your woman does, without effort infact. so don't insult your intelligence and do that thing you're good at. shine. you owe them that.
-a friendly banter from who else, but the one who can say it best and spell it very very very baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. =^.^= *meow meow meow*
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