Chasing Brian

Question: There's a four-way intersection, and in the middle of the intersection is a hundred-dollar bill. At the end of each of the streets is one of four people: Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Adrienne's soulmate, and Ann Coulter. Which one is going to get to the hundred-dollar bill first?

Answer: Ann Coulter. Not only is she vicious, but the other three are, it seems, figments of my fucking imagination.


So the weird thing is that I feel somewhat better, if only because I'm actually being honest. I've been unhappy in my relationship for months but, in some perhaps misguided attempt to make everyone else happy, have been trying to hide it or just sort of "get over it." Because that works. I don't mean to sound bitter; I'm not, at heart, a bitter person, nor am I, as Brian tried to tell me this morning, depressed. I'm just trying to figure shit out, which is much more difficult if you can't say what you're thinking. So now I've said it.

On a side note, I made one post to an alternative blog when I was considering shutting down Double-O Four. You can find it here.