Greeeeaaaat...

Another good woman I can't be with. Yay.

Shannon kicks ass, but I can't be with her. She is too jealous of my exes. See, I have a lot of respect for the women I've been with, even if our relationship got all fucked up. I respect them because I'm happy that, even though our relationships got fucked up along the way, there was always a point where it was magical; a point where everything was right in the world.

Shannon has been fucked with before, and she would be driven crazy by me talking to an ex like a friend. I respect that. I can't be with her though. Dammit. I can't just stop being happy with the time these wonderful women (except for the first two) let me spend with them.

Ce la vie, dammit.

On a lighter note, she did treat me out to dinner at El Puerto in Waynesboro, with her kid Soma. It was pretty fresh. Apparently when you speak a different language than english in this country, you feel you can say whatever you want. The people behind me knew Spanish, so they began to shoot the shit with the waiter who they knew. I know an okay amount of Spanish, I'm definitly not fluent in it, but I know things like, "Chupame weboes" and "Los Cabrones" or how about the gratuitous use of "Perra"? (The english equivalents of these three are, "Lick my nuts", "The assholes" and "Bitch".) It annoyed me that these people were just ignorant enough to think no one else knew what the hell they were saying.

I guess that's it for now kids.