November 16, 2001
The Return of X
X returned last night after a somewhat long absence. Neither of us had heard from him in a while. But he was back all right. As soon as I walked in the door last night, I could hear him and J arguing heatedly about something insignificant, as is his way when he comes back. We had words, as I predicted. No one is safe when he is around. He called me a dumb Polack, a fat ass, and a tramp, which I laughed at because it just so happens that BART was a success last night. First time in like, forever. Anyway, I was so amused at my recent excursion to which he unknowingly made reference, I told him to shut up and called him a panty waste. You know, I'm not even sure what a panty waste is. But considering that he was a straight man before he was a gay man, and as such he has been with women, whereas I have never slept with a woman in my life (TMI) and know relatively nothing about the female body other than what is obvious, he would know more about that than I would. I laughed again to add fuel to the fire. Even J, with whom I've had my severe differences, enjoyed that one. "Ha, he called you a panty waste." It was all very juvenile, but it tends to be juvenile when X goes on the warpath. He stormed out and came back very late.
I'm probably headed over to the dogs again this weekend. It's a haven. R&W are leaving to visit family over Turkey Day, and I'm watching Buddy and Rosie again. I so love them. They never call me a dumb Polack, and they certainly don't judge me because I am a tramp.
Lara Croft has seduced me again. I have been trying to get through Tomb Raider I for the longest time. I mean, the game is like five years old. And I still have yet to finish it. I love it, and I can't wait to play the other three games that follow. I was telling J last night that it is the one good way to unwind after work. I know it's not exactly an active sport where I can go an lose weight, but it is a way for me to take out all of my aggressions without actually killing someone. So I play my computer games. Oni was a blast. She gives you much more control over how you take out the enemy and how bad you hurt them. I loved that. It was too short, though. So I watch my witches, ogle at the new Enterprise and its chief engineer, make Lara do swan dives and kill lots of monsters, and let all the cares of the day float away. At least I'm not drinking my troubles away.
That's all.
