Ketchup...

No, no, no...

I mean catch up. I have a lot to catch you up on...

As you may (or may not have) noticed, when I wrote about this weekend I didn't mention getting together with Tech. That's because I didn't. On Saturday I got a text message around 10am saying he was busy and couldn't get together. Instantly I had a gut feeling (remember this, because it comes into play later) but I dismissed said gut feeling because it was completely unfounded. I went about my day and my weekend and didn't think much more about it.

On Tuesday I sent him a quick email saying I couldn't remember how long his 2 girl friends were in town but if his schedule freed up to give me a ring. He wrote back saying he needed to talk to me. Apparently over the weekend he read the blog. Not just a few posts or a few months worth. He basically read the whole thing (he'll say 80%, but I'm not so sure... seemed like a higher percentage than that to me). And if you have followed this blog for any amount of time you realize that it's like morphine. You have to take it in a little at a time or you're at risk of an overdose...

And he definitely overdosed.

Last night we met up to talk about it. Naturally most of what he read scared the piss out of him. It's a lot. And there's a lot of drama back there too. I get it... but I figured I could talk him off the ledge.

But remember that gut feeling? Yeah, it's about to become pertinent.

More than the blog being an issue was the fact that apparently his single status wasn't so single anymore. He informed me that his on-again off-again girlfriend decided that they were on-again (man my timing sucks).

And my gut feeling about that text was that he had hooked up with one of the girls. I need to remember that my gut never lies...

Damn shame too... oh well, friends it is. Thank goodness I have been blessed with that switch that kills all romantic interest as soon as I hear there isn't any interest on the other side. Makes things way easier.

After all, I don't want to be accused of poaching in another woman's territory...