thought-collage...

aight, question for ya? when i'm blogstipated, is it better to combine blogs, or post repeatedly? well - this one will be a thought-collage...

lovelife:: the balls seemed to have adjusted themselves for a change. The Artist proved himself to be just as self-centered, self-pitying and flighty as the stereotype predicts. The Lover disappeared, and stopped returning my calls (bro, if you met someone else - just say that, ok? really - it wasn't that deep), and so did the Geek (somehow, that didn't bother me much). And as for that other dude...

JC:: We're trying, again. Long story short - I love him, and I want to be with him for the rest of it. Short story long - we're bound together, still. And despite my attempts to replace him, and all the drama he has in his life - and he has drama - we keep coming back together, and I believe (for now) that's our path, and God's will.

the ambigously gay question:: so I'm getting my caffeine-high on, at my local Magic Johnson's Starbuck's®. I mean, all day - 10am to 5pm. And there's this guy there, handling business. Attractive bro, well-groomed, well-spoken, nicely dressed - on his cellphone, meeting clients, etc. He asks what I'm working on, and I tell him that my short-answer legal midterm, has turned into a 12-page case study. So - we both get back to work.

Later, he's sketching, so I inquire what, and he shows me - designing clothes, just one of many "sidelines". Again, back to work.

So, as he goes to leave, he strikes up a conversation again, I don't remember what about. We really get to talking this time- likes/dislikes, career, education, working hard, playing harder, etc. Casual stuff. He asks how many kids I have, astonished that I have a 20 year old. He notes mentally (I notice this) - my naked ring finger on my left hand. I also notice his. We exchange business cards & cell phone numbers - he's a doctor. It's all good, even with the JC remix.

The problem???
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So, do I just ask this kid? "Oh, by the way, I was just <ahem> wondering, if you know...you had ever...you know...slept with another man???!!!"

Not that there's anything wrong with that. I just need to know there's a level playing field...no wait, wrong quote...I just need to know which team you're playing for, and not just whether you're pitching or receiving.

gotta go...my eyes are calling the back of my eyelids...