Everything I Know I Learned At Diaryland

[Zoinks. Months and months ago, for some reason lost in the mists of time, I stopped reading Slutboy and Pozlife/Satyr. I even removed the link to their respective diaries from my list at left. Today, on a whim, I went back to their little corner of the Big Easy and was blown away by the story of their breakup. Wow. I was a Slutboy fan back before Poz came into his life, even read some of his writings elsewhere and under different aliases, and was transfixed when he and Poz found each other. And now, this...Mulher, why didn't you tell me? (How could you have known I would've cared, or that I wasn't reading?)]

[Besides sympathy for two gents I've never met, the stuff they've put in their entries for the past month or so socked me in the gut because of their similarity to some of the shit that John and I do to each other. If parallels can be drawn (and I'm not saying they're exact; how could they be?), then I'm SB's rational, polished arguer (ah, the law student) to John's dramatic door-slammer, who's been known to yell "Fuck off!" on more than one occasion.]

[Honey, I know my demeanor makes you feel like I don't value your emotions. It's what I do: it's my instinct to reason my way out of every problem, even ones that are beyond reason. This never works with you when you're mad or sad or scared. When will I ever figure this out? And what the hell do I do in place of Lawyer Mode?]

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