For the Business Weak

So Business Week put out this surprisingly interesting article on counterfeit printer in, which people use to avoid the overly high-prices of cartridges. But there was a chart there that irks me every time I open the magazine to that page:

It makes it look like HP saw a 30% drop in pages printed, when it was only really a 2% decline (most of the chart is a dooms-day prediction). Fail, Business Week - stop scaring the sh*t out of stupid people like me other people who can't read charts correctly.

Trouble Abrewing... again

So once again, the me-Wren show might be canceled a little earlier than expected (which makes no sense to me because we just restarted it).

I called him today to chat, and he was fairly... awkward. I asked if everything was alright and he said it was. Ten minutes later, though, I get this text:

"Everything's not okay. We need to talk. I'm sorry I didn't take advantage of our convo. But I didn't know where to start. We'll talk later, I promise."

I ask if I should be worried, and he responds, "We'll see."



I think it's over... which really sucks because I'm not ready for it to be finished. F*ck!





Edit (Sunday, 8:49AM): So narrowly dodged the break-up bullet with Wren last night. I think it was a very close call, though.

Whew!

Update, as promised

So I just talked to René. Instead of our usual lengthy conversation, we spoke for about three-and-a-half minutes. And when I said, "Love you," he responded with "Yeah, alright. Bye."

Trouble abrewing? Let's hope not. Paranoia, don't stop me now.

Pow-wow with Wren

First, it's been on-and-off storming in Maryland all day. For those that missed it, I'm back home visiting my family for a few weeks. This was my way of ensuring that I could stay in Boston all summer - three weeks with them grants me nine weeks alone in Boston. Granted, I don't have a job in Beantown, so it's going to be a boring nine weeks... but at least I'm not here!

Well I won't be once I get back. Longest three weeks of my life.

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Last night, Wren and I talked on the phone, and it got kind of... intense. I've been sitting on a few things since we started dating, and many of them seemed to come up last night. Probably a good thing, especially as I am no longer holding them in. But still.

It's not like he did anything wrong. In the end, it came down to our "styles" of dating. He's a very passionate person who really invests himself in relationships - thinks about the other person constantly, goes out of his way to see/contact his significant other, etc.

By contrast, I'm pretty laid-back and casual with my dating. Not with my life, to be sure: I'm pretty OCD about other stuff. But with relationships, if I don't see the other person for weeks, or if I don't talk to that person on the phone for a few days, I'm not phased. Does that mean I don't love them? No - I just don't pine for them 24/7.

I equate his side, at least, to his Hispanic heritage. Those impassioned gay, I suppose.

Anyway, he seemed pretty thrown by it. He countered by saying that he knows I'm capable of being "his kind" of romantic. Even though he didn't say it, I assume he's talking about Rainman. Gah - and it's back again, it seems.



Anyway, I'm sure we'll work it out. It was a night of fundamentals, I suppose. We haven't spoken yet today, but I'm sure I'll call him later for Round 2.

Updates pending.

Note to self

Don't do this:
This means no face-rimming Wren (eww... not the Wren-bit, but "face-rim" is not a pretty image)...

... or at least no getting caught by the paparazzi. You know, because they're always hanging around. I just can't get them to leave. I've tried jingling keys at them, but they won't budge.


Image from WhereHumorGoesToDie.com

Sprint through updates

So many updates - I thought it would be best to give them to you in list form:

1. I am back in Maryland for three weeks. While I am not pleased about this, Boston will simply have to learn to live without me for the time being. Seriously, this state is so green. So much foliage.


2. Saw Star Trek tonight - will write a review of it when I get around to it. That's what I usually say to procrastinate, so I will at least add that it was awesome.


3. Wren and I got back together. In fact, we did so less than seven hours before my train out of South Station this morning. More news as it becomes available.

That is all, good citizens of the Homoland. Please stay tuned to your stations for more updates from the front.

Interesting shift

It's weird spending this much time with Rainman. By "this much," I mean more than usual because, as expected, Twitch takes priority - I wouldn't have it any other way. They're being very cute, now that it's summer, and it's all very déjà vu. And by "weird," I mean nice and unexpected.

I'm not yet over the hurdle of awkwardness. It's very strange that everyone (and I really mean everyone - old hook-ups, ex-boyfriends, hags, etc.) is in a couple now. Summer lovin' his hard this year, and apparently I missed the memo and went the wrong way. Thankfully, Kitty is single (or at least as single as she ever is), so at least I have someone to be bitter with.

Anyway, there is still the awkwardness of hanging out with Rainman and then having him go off to meet his boyfriend while I go home to Sabby, the cat that lives in the apartment. She's not much for bf-material, but she's a good listener, assuming I pet her on the head and tell her she's pretty.

Actually, I guess that makes her a great life partner. It's getting pretty serious, after all.


... gah. Summer '09... off to the same start as January '09. Woooo.