What Have I Done? in These Foolish Things

  • Jan. 22, 2015, 3:38 a.m.
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Remember my issue with the Bulldog and how I didn’t even know if he was going to blow me off for his invitation to the gallery opening? Yeah, well, he pulled it off. And not only that, it was impressive. His friends are impressive and important people, and they seem to kinda like me, and that’s really nice.

But still.

He finally confessed something that I found interesting: he says I throw him off his game and he feels vulnerable around me.

Well…duh. Isn’t that what it’s all about?

I’ve thought about this so much and want to revisit this topic with him, but I was processing the whole thing when he told me. I wasn’t sure what to say about it, because as you know, I’m totally thrown off MY game with him (not that I really had game, per se…but you know what I mean).

Regardless. What have I done now?

I have to take an extremely quick and somewhat emergency trip to NYC to do some research for a proposal that I need to get done in a couple of weeks. I need to go to an exposition during the last weekend of Jan/Feb, and it’s going to be a whirlwind.

I invited the Bulldog to come with me. And. He accepted.

What am I thinking? What the fuck? How am I going to pull this off?

I love you,
GS

P.S. I love/hate the Bulldog. This will be a true test of pleasure vs. pain. Watch this space.


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