All is Ruined Friday, Mar 20 2009

The half-year long affair is over. Yesterday, James finally learned of his love’s traitorous actions and had no other coice but to leave her. It broke his heart, but he’s not letting that interfere with his work. What a brave soul.

The other man was none other than an Indian pop star and humanitarian. Figures, because Sushi was never one to be monogamous. Neither was James, but he had been willing to put the past away for her.

Ernest watched “The Importance of Being Earnest” the other day, and you should have seen him twitching in the popcorn bowl every time someone said “Ernest”. He’s almost one-years-old, I can’t believe it.

This calls for a brotherly trip to the spa.

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Welcome to the Apocalypse Saturday, Mar 14 2009

All is ruined.

Photos were found online of my partner, James, and myself.

Thursday morning my boss pulls us into her office and shows us the pictures, demanding an explanation. We had been out at a club scoping out an important person. There had been paparazzi, but that was to be expected.

“Why didn’t you disguise yourself?” she reprimanded in that quiet yell she has.

We hadn’t thought of that. James was suspended, as he has been many times, and I too am stuck at home. Ernest is excited to see me, and to hear that I will be at his birthday fete. He doesn’t quite understand that our only constant source of money is diminishing and he may not have a birthday at all.

Of course I have my various inheritances and modeling money, but that is to be saved.

James is to surprise Sushi with a romantic appearance. I fear it may turn disastrous as well when he sees who she has been spending all her time with. Chiranjeevi beware!

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Trying to Be Hip and Cool Monday, Mar 9 2009

Sigh, it’s been a while.

I apologize for not posting – but I’ve met a lot of negative reactions to this blog.

“I can’t understand him.” being one of the key remarks.

“He’s too snobby.” being another.

Here I am, pressing the enter key every other sentence so that this post is aesthetically pleasing.

…Who am I kidding?

Excuse me if I sound depressing, but you try being burdened by a dear friend’s love trials. James has been unsure of Sushi’s love for a while now, and her distance increases daily. They rarely speak anymore, and although he carries her picture in a stealthily-hidden breast pocket, he can never be sure that she returns the favor.

His performance at work has decreased drasticallly. He may even be on the verge of being fired.

I dare not tell him the truth, for he may sink deeper into depression and never be rescued. Then he would be certain of unemployment.

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