An interesting thing happened recently. I met this guy one night when I was out and bumped into some friends of mine. For some reason I was really taken with him. As it turns out he’s recently divorced from his wife of 17 years and newly out. He came back home with me and spent the night. We were talking the next morning, which is when I found out that I was the second guy that he’s slept with. It was kinda cook, but I had a whole lot of alarms going off too. I’m not looking for a relationship aside from friendships and the occasional romp. Well, despite my knowing better I continued to hang out with him. The short version is that I had to have two, “I’m not looking for a relationship” conversations. The last one I think took because now he doesn’t even acknowledge me when I see him on IM. I’m not complaining mind you, I knew what would come of this. It’s just a little blurb in the fabric of my day to day.