Okay, I have to say that you guys are pretty lame. You've let me babble on about all sorts of animal theory for the past week and nobody's checked in with me about what's actually going on in my sexual/romantic life. Please remember that the fact that I am capable of discussing such matters on a pseudo-intellectual basis does not mean that I am actually an adult who is capable of handling things on her own. I might refer you to certain texts on the topics of gifted child syndrome and adult children of bi-polar parents etc.etc.

Anyways, since it appears that I have to take it upon myself to check in with my babysitters rather than vice versa, I shall offer a bit of an update. Apparently I am in something resembling an exclusive relationship with FSG. He calls me every night and we talk for an hour or two. Since he is a man in Captain-of-Industry mode, I find myself in virtual/pseudo-supportive GF/wife mode. He talks to me about his latest hippo/shark manuevers and I kind of hand him a virtual martini and offer WOA. So, some parts of our convos go kind of like "If this deal goes through, I'm definitely taking you to Mexico." and that's okay with me because the way I figure if I offer a guy emotional or practical support for money making activities what I should get in return is cash or cash equivalents. OTOH, we also joke around very non/semi-sexual monkey quite a bit too- like we have our whole elaborate Nancy Drew mystery thing and other kinds of shared comedic ideas that amuse us. OTOH, our relationship is quite romantic because he says stuff like he is going to sweep me up/down in a kiss/embrace just like that famous end-of-WorldWar2 photo when I arrive at the airport in my floppy 1940s hat plus the "sweet dreams" text messages etc.

So what do you guys think?

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver