Parks & Rage

I don't even know what I'm supposed to do with Julian anymore. Fucking him is sending the wrong signals, but not fucking him just makes him mad. After days of not, I fucked him in the morning before work.

Julian asked to come over after work again, and I certainly had no other plans, so I said sure. Neither of us were very hungry, so I just made us some edamame to snack on and we watched Parks & Rec and he drank beer. It's not as strong a show as 30 Rock - it's more The Office for the public sector - so I'm only vaguely aware of the plot at any given moment. In this particular episode, Ben and Leslie have broken up, but Leslie wants them to still be friends. I'm Leslie, because I'm almost always Leslie. But I've been on both sides often enough to know that it's not always possible. So when Julian stopped the show to crow that I wanted to have my cake and eat it too (WHO HAS CAKE AND DOESN'T EAT IT?!), I told him I'm fine with taking the cake away; with not being around him. Because I know it's hard. This started *another* fight. And I don't have the energy to try to get him to leave anymore, so I just said I was going to bed, and he could do whatever he wanted.