The Reluctant Adulterer

QotD: Change for the Better over a Decade

2009-03-19T18:19:46Z

How are you a better person today than you were ten years ago? Sponsored by Nature Made. I have fewer illusions. Or perhaps I have replaced my old, tired illusions with fresh new ones, and that's always good.

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You try, try, try

2009-03-19T05:44:54Z

No huge surprise: Laura blew me off. We had an SMS conversation about it (we have never actually spoken on the phone). She told me she was "stressed". I texted back: "You can be too stressed to eat, too stressed to sleep, to fuck, even to talk,...

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You've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above

2009-03-13T06:57:34Z

All the SMS exchanges I've had with Laura -- and they are all the communication I've had with her -- have had a very similar tone. To simplify: Me: Want to get a drink with me tomorrow night? Her: I'm depressed about work Me: I'm sure it'll be OK...

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Looked to me to be the eyes of age

2009-03-13T06:41:42Z

Today I tried something radical and, I admit, a little sleazy. I was raised by my mother and my sister and I learned early on that my happiness was tied very closely with theirs. I have a vivid memory of going shopping with them, a Lord & Taylor...

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Same as it ever was

2009-03-08T07:41:10Z

I discovered more bitter than death the woman whose heart is snares and nets whose hands are chains -- Ecclesiastes 7:26 Again, Selena and I spent some time together on several days in a row. Today, I finally asked her what was going on. She sa...

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Confusing stars for satellites

2009-03-06T20:56:16Z

On Craig's List, she advertised for a small, Latino man. I'm almost 6 foot and of Eastern European descent; I only responded since she had said something about "walking in Central Park", that she seemed to be looking for a New Yorker but was post...

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Singing Amen, I'm alive

2009-03-06T07:05:59Z

I had a second meeting with Maura and her boss, Achmed. The boss wasn't sure about putting my name in for a job interview. I spent 45 minutes discoursing about my good points (numerous and shining) and bad points (for every hero has feet of clay...

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What shall be thy amends

2009-02-25T22:30:19Z

What a difference an email makes. I was, oh, 95% convinced Catherine was gone for good, and she sent me an email. Catherine is charmingly direct when it comes to sex -- in a situation where another woman might at most have sighed, "I want to fee...

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Thus can my love excuse the slow offence

2009-02-24T20:51:05Z

Catherine called again to tell me that she had just been in my neighborhood and had almost visited me. Almost? Almost? I haven't seen her for six weeks and she "almost" visits me? I compared her unfavorably to several species of domestic animals...

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Their substance still lives sweet

2009-02-23T09:23:51Z

The party was dull, but there was food. Steak even. Still, what's the good of steak if you can't sit down? I gingerly threaded my way through the crowd, shielding the plate of food with my body. I was ravenous, to the point I was considering j...

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