I said I'd only say it once...

but if I type it, it's not really "saying" it, is it? Does it depend on what the definition of "it" is?

Anyway, tonight I saw The Celibacy Guy (Celig). That's how I'll refer to the XY who compelled me to my new path; trust me, it's less silly than his name. So I'm at my roommate's gig and Celig is there and he comes up to me and -

wait for it -

Puts his arm around my waist, cheek kisses me, and says something to the effect of "what's going on?"

Ladies and Germs, a moment of silence for the last shred of human decency.

I didn't want to dwell on it, but I felt highly disturbed by the whole situation, and I vowed to ask ONE informed witness about it. She immediately said "That was a little forced" of course, she also said she could see why he did it, which explains her nom de my plume "Soft Heart". She said it seemed too nothing-actually-happened for a first post -scuttle meeting. And as it's only been a week, I felt a thrill of vindication (those always feel good).

Then later I was in an unholy quadrant involving Celig and the guy I had been simu-dating, and another guy I'd made out with while seeing them both.

Celibacy will alleviate these situations! Yahtzee!!!!