Sounds like it's back to the rope-tug thing with W -- but I don't think it's square one.
You've got a lot of skill in handling this dynamic -- it's not gonna backslide all the way.
It sucks, though.
I think you should come over and hang out with me and my new circle -- we're gonna see summer blockbuster movies, make salads, and get buff.
Let W wonder where you are -- YOUR TURN to disappear mysteriously.
Step two -- hee hee -- get yourself a journal and write torrid things in it -- then hide it real quick when W walks in the room. That ought to get her attention.
I tell you, now that I've got new people calling, my H hangs out, snoops around, and calls me pretty. He's back from NY and telling me all about his trip. He left a bunch of stuff here -- presumably plans to be back and forth a lot.
Hmmm...
Anyways, the door's open at my pad -- D9 can come along -- we'll check out THE HULK pretty soon. And I'll bet we can find Harry Potter along the avenue somewhere...
