random musings

so i was talkin to this guy at work today, and he told me the most interesting story.
i really like this guy. i (obviously) really like a lot of people (i gotta lotta love to give!) but i don't like him like that. i just think he's coo, you know.
so anyway i'm telling him a little about why we're breaking up. about how we don't get along very well, and it's super frustrating, and a little disturbing. even though we love each other a lot.
and he was like, "yeah, better to figure that out now than later on down the road when you have a 15 year old kid at home."
now, i 'know' this guy 'pretty' ok and i've seen pictures of his wife, she's beautiful, and he usually speaks of her fondly. but i felt another side of it coming on.
he told me that things had been "up and down" for them lately (which really always just means down, otherwise why bother pointing it out) so he wants to get her something awesome for her birthday. (btw, when my bfri thought things were [up and] down for our anniversary, his solution was to buy me nothing.) so he bought her a cruise.
and then she had to take some unexpected time off from work, and didn't want to take any extra time off for the cruise. i was like whaaaa???
so he's like whaddya want and her response is "build me a wall". literally. she had him build a wall between their two personal areas for more privacy.
now, i know the healthy reality or potential that this is a good thing, that they are able to enjoy their solo time in their shared house...but what a metaphor. he wanted to take her somewhere romantic, to be intimate, and she told him she'd rather have him build her a wall. and he did.
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my eyes are listening intently
to a crazy pilates girl
lowering her mass
over glittering shards of glass...
one slight muscle spasm
and i'm gonna have me a beautiful, bloody blond mess.