I’d like to note for the record that my ex-boyfriend and new found friend has called me several times “just to chat” since I’ve been here, but of all the attempts I’ve made to have a more than 10 minute conversation (where both people on the phone are talking) with dear whatever-he-wants-to-call-it Wes not one has been successful. In fact, I believe he is now in the mode of ignoring my once a week phone calls, labelling them a nuisance. In other words he thinks I’m bugging him more than anything. Hmph, asshole picking I am. Ho!

I hate being connected by something that isn’t even there anymore. Are we, for lack of better wording, “together?” Since he believes my attempts at contacting him are a hinderance, I find it quite fitting that I should think of him as a “hinderance” as well. Because, man, my eyes have definitely not been faithful around here. The question is becoming these days: faithful to what? And in the frequent words of dear Wesley: “I don’t know.”