This is one codependent as mother fucking marriage. News to none who know us.
Went to a party solo tonight. Congratulations. This Russian dude was fun, yet fuckin’ annoying, to the point where as I was getting ready to leave–packing up the accordion–he’s going, “I oohant to invite your family my house so I can play you my songs, you tell me if they are any good. I know songs my russian friends wrote we were kids. Nobahdee knows dem, we can make gheeeet songs.”
I said, “you should take some lessons from me.”
“No it’s too expensive, I learn from internet.”
I don’t often walk away from someone while they are talking to me.
Defining our boundaries with barbed wire and mine fields.