Mr. Portland

I feel as though I've terribly disappointed a dear friend. I hope that soon he will forgive me. He means soo much to me. The thing is, material possessions mean very little to me, but I have to remember that they are important for some people. I have a hard time with this.

Mr. Brooklyn has a gun. He goes to church. He's a Republican. Up until yesterday, he didn't recycle (he's only doing it because I gave him an ultimatum). He wastes water. He's allergic to Fitz-G. Very allergic.

I'm just not sure I have enough energy to get past all of those things. Maybe one or two, but six points against him? It seems to me, after reading about Republican/Democrat relationships all morning, that we are doomed. I like him so much. But really, in the long run?

Maybe I should stop thinking about the long run? Just enjoy the present.

Mr. Rhode Island is incommunicado. Mr. Philadelphia and I are having lunch tomorrow. Mr. SilverLake has invited me over for hot tub/movie theater night in the hollywood hills. I need time to think about the six points. Maybe it can work? I'm going to distract myself with meaningless dates and see what happens.

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