Asa-Nisi-Masa
Dec. 27th, 2010 12:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraTons of age-appropriate men on the online dating site, many of whom wrote gushing emails about how bee-you-tee-ful I am, which of course is good for my battered ego. A couple of them even seem interesting – one CA transplant with whom I exchanged Fellini critiques and insights into Jungian psychology for three hours; another kind and simple soul from the ruined industrial town of Cortland to the north who shares my interest in walking around places stalking the terroir, trying to imagine what life was like there 100, 50 or even 25 years ago. Former might be bf material; latter might be someone to go to the movies and drink coffee with. Anyway, I had great fun playing there most of the day yesterday, although now I am waaaay behind on my word count.
Also Jayne LeGro canceled. She really is scared shitless of me, isn’t she? I didn’t really want to meet her either after she shot daggers at me from behind closed car windows the other night. Maybe it’s because I’m bisexual, maybe it’s because I lived in Berkeley all those years, but I’ve always rather enjoyed meeting my bf’s exes. Suzanne Fox and I even became lovers (damn the moon, damn the romance, she wrote many years later.)
I am tempted to write Jayne LeGro a really nasty letter but of course I won’t. Psycho ex-wives have the worst karma. Jayne LeGro is just a country mouse, scared to death I’m going to seduce her boyfriend. And I don't really want him. I just don't want her to have him. The odd thing is he appears to enjoy being kept on such a short leash – for now, at least. Seventeen years we were together and apparently I didn’t know the first thing about him – this is what he wanted all along.
Men really are threatened by independent women, aren’t they? Maybe that’s why he behaved so badly all those years. Maybe he was scared shitless of me too.
Also Jayne LeGro canceled. She really is scared shitless of me, isn’t she? I didn’t really want to meet her either after she shot daggers at me from behind closed car windows the other night. Maybe it’s because I’m bisexual, maybe it’s because I lived in Berkeley all those years, but I’ve always rather enjoyed meeting my bf’s exes. Suzanne Fox and I even became lovers (damn the moon, damn the romance, she wrote many years later.)
I am tempted to write Jayne LeGro a really nasty letter but of course I won’t. Psycho ex-wives have the worst karma. Jayne LeGro is just a country mouse, scared to death I’m going to seduce her boyfriend. And I don't really want him. I just don't want her to have him. The odd thing is he appears to enjoy being kept on such a short leash – for now, at least. Seventeen years we were together and apparently I didn’t know the first thing about him – this is what he wanted all along.
Men really are threatened by independent women, aren’t they? Maybe that’s why he behaved so badly all those years. Maybe he was scared shitless of me too.
