Bad Influence

Within 7 hours of moving in GB and I have gotten drunk, eaten a large plate of nachos and fries with Mayo, napped, watched bad TV, talked about producing our own pornos (gay ones of course) and eaten the last of the chocolate fondue with bananas and pound cake. I pointed this out to GB while we were eating chocolate fondue and watching The Simpsons. He replied “Tomorrow I am eating salad. No wait I can't, I am going to the hockey with you to drink a bucket of beer oh well.”

It has never been entirely clear who the bad influence is in our relationship but living together could prove to be deadly. I am so excited.

Tonight we are going to the hockey game to drink a bucket of beer and see if we can't find any gay boys for GB to pick up. This is going to be so much fun

The Single Girl