Oh for Fuck's Sake...
R called me today, freaking out (still) about the whole I-got-drunk-and-don't-remember-a-thing episode. And what has caused this latest freak out? The bartender called her tonight and asked her out, and she didn't even remember giving him her number. She's afraid she's cheapened her relationship with G. R, honey, you don't even have a relationship with G. (Did I fail to mention this before? I used the word 'dating' loosely. Maybe it's best to say that they are pretty good friends, and they have a very convenient arrangement going on between them. But I digress.) You cannot cheapen a relationship you don't have. Hell, your 'relationship' is pretty cheap to begin with. (Perhaps this is where I should point out that G didn't talk to R for 2 years because he had a girlfriend.) I told her that if she's so freaked out about what she doesn't remember, she should just ask him what happened. Seems like a simple solution, no?
Anyway, a darling friend of mine from college and I were IMing the other night. During my senior year, he was affectionately known in my circle as my Bitch Boy. He and I were both enamoured with each other, but I had a boyfriend when we met, and by the time my relationship ended, BB had a girlfriend. We've gone back and forth like this ever since, though we still hold great affection for each other. Back to the point... BB is currently living in

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