Well I am posting this from a laptop in the back of Thames' van, miles from home, hijacking someone's wireless connection, so I hope it gets through.
NEEDLESS EXPOSITION MAKES SQUIGGY ANGRY!
He can't understand why I want to tell my story to you people here.
Nor can we.
Sometimes I wonder myself, but I think I owe it to you now.
You owe us SO much. You don’t even know.
It's all over with my girlfriend now. There's no going back. And it's all over with Alicia too.
Here's how it went down. It was Saturday morning. I was sitting in my room again, like a hermit.
I don’t think that word means what you think it means.
Like one of the homeless people I used to talk to at the Soap Kitchen (except I had a home.)
Pretty big difference. It reminds me of that time I didn’t have a car, except I had a car.
I couldn't stand it anymore. I thought about how Saturday mornings used to be, waking up next to my girlfriend. Lil' Chuck and Lil' Lisa running in sometimes and bouncing up and down on the bed (well that was mostly just crazy Chuck lol.)
Did you get a special feeling in your happy place?
I knew the trial seperation was not over yet,but I just couldn't wait. I marched right out of my house.
Like a NAZI!
You know those movies where the romantic lead marches all the way to where his woman is and wins her back?
(Things in movies don’t really happen. They’re “pretend”)
Except…comical.
I was marching down the street with a purpose.
LIKE A NAZI!
All the way to Warsaw!
It's quite a far walk, actually.
Wait, don’t you have a car? What self-respecting AMERICAN doesn’t have a car?
But I marched the whole way.
We get it.
Thanks.
I didn't even knock the door. I just walked in. My girlfriend was standing there, almost like she was waiting for me.
Hm, perhaps it was because you goosestepped for several miles. That may have raised her suspicions.
And lying on the sofa behind her, IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION as when I cupped her breasts that day (that position is burned into my mind and soul) was Alicia.
That could not have been a coincidence. How did they know I was coming?
Because you
marched.
My mind, my paranoid mind,
The correct word is “crazy”.
thought for a moment that myabe my mom had phoned them up and told them I was coming. But she wouldn't do that. She loves me.
Another continuity error. You hate your mother.
My girlfriend looked strange. She almost looked...high. Spaced out. I actually ducked down subtlely (spelling?) to check her nose for cocaine,
There’s no way to subtlety check someone’s nose for coke.
as I'm so used to doing that with her ex.
You did it what…once?
But I couldn't see anything as I slipped on this stupid rug she has and nearly fell on my ass!
I decided just to go for it now or never. "I want you back," said, right away.
Backstreet Boys said that too. It worked for them, I don’t see the same in your future.
"This trial seperation is a trial HELL.
I see what you did there.
Wait…the relationship to the trail HELL (parrot phrasing).
I'm glad this malapropism came back.
Please, come back to me, Natalie."
ZOMFG! I’m facebooking her now so I can watch her nude sexiness all night long in the bushes.
She just looked at me. Then she looked at my cousin who smiled that sarcastic know-it-all smile.
I don’t think such an expression actually exists.
"You know, I know what you've been up to," my girlfriend said at last.
You mean NATALIE?!?!
"What do you mean?" I asked. My heart was racing. Surely Alicia didn't tell her everything. She would have incriminated herself. There was still a small hope at this moment.
Hope ran away many months ago.
"Alicia told me what the two of you used to do. What you tried to do to her here, what you were trying to do to her even when Chuck and Lisa were in the house. I know it all. And the saddest part is I'm not even surprised."
Then she’s a horrible mother.
I was floored (nearly literally thanks to that rug again!)
I see what you did thar again!
I thought about denying it.
But since every time you deny something things get comically out of hand, it would be best for you not to.
I thought about telling her that Alicia is an Asperger and prone to lying and flights of fancy.
Who talks like that?
But you know what? I did do those things. All of them.
Sigh. We know. Sadly we know.
IN CONTEXT they made sense,
Not so much.
IN CONTEXT they weren't bad and I think anyone could understand why I did them.
No.
But the fact remains that I still did them all. And it was time to be a man. It was time to own up.
Seriously. Who talks like this?
"I'm not going to deny anything. I've been a fool. But I know what's important now. I want to be with you. I want to be a father to Chuck and Lisa."
SHE LAUGHED RIGHT IN MY FACE. :MAD:
"They're out with their real father now,"
Oh snap!
she said. "You could never be half the dad he is, and he's an ex drug addict!
Wow. This must really make you feel mad.
You could never be half the man he is either. It's over."
Wow again. You really misjudged this woman.
"NOOOO," I said. "It's him, ISN'T IT?"
Um. She just told you it was him.
"No," she said. "I'm not getting back with him. But I'm not getting back with you. I knew it was a mistake to get together with you in the first place. My sister told me, my parents, even YOUR mom
How can this be? Your alcoholic waste of a mother loves you?
told me she didn't think it would end well."
We all told you “this will not end well”.
I was shocked again by this.
Because you can’t pick up on simple context clues.
"And they were all right. You're too immature. It's not even the age thing, really. If you were a mature younger man it would be fine, but you're not. You're like a child!
But you can make sexy time all night!
It's like having a third child when you're about!
A third child who’s also a drama queen…and by drama queen…I mean a horrible writer.
If only someone told you this!
I wish you luck. It sounds as if you didn't move too awfully fast which is a good sign. In my experience, Rebound Guy Never Gets the Girl, and asshole Ex always comes back.
Way to not rock the boat and stay with predetermined Hollywood clichés.
Yes, you're a good looking guy
Natrually. I mean, any good looking guy can only get his cousin, a high school junior, and a broken down mother of two.
I admit it was flattering when you showed me attention. But I never should have let it get this far, let you stay here so long, let you think...I blame myself, you know. In a way. But now I'm ending it. Please, leave."
Please leave? It doesn’t sound like she read ahead in the script. I mean logically this is what she would say be she obviously isn’t aware of the “It’s Saturday Morning and I’m going to have Break-up Incest/Sex and do some blow”.
It’s so clichéd.
Alicia looked so smug in the baground. I just couldn't stinking take it.
STONE COLD STUNNER!
I wasn't even angry with my girlfriend.
Natalie. Her name is Natalie.
Every word coming out of her mouth was true.
I would’ve shot myself if I realized I was that much of a horrible human being.
But Alicia!? How did she keep getting away with everything, come out of it smelling of roses
Wait for it…
and looking hotter than ever before?
Now THAT’S some good writing!
I almost barged over and grabbed her. But she was sitting out now and she had taken something out of her shirt.
Has to be her tits.
A bag of weed.
"Relax," she said. "We're just three crazy fucked up people. We need to all go our seperate ways after this. But let's take some time first to reflect."
I don’t think you really want to reflect. It might make you go insane if you really read back on all this.
My girlfriend...my ex-girlfriend, nodded.
And popped in some Barry White as this is what everyone does once a relationship ends. The tell you to get out and then instantly change their mind for no reason.
She agreed. And I just started laughing.
It is all very laughable.
The situation was so absurd, I couldn't help myself.
This is not needless exposition and as such it does not make me angry.
It is to laugh!
Then my ex. Then all three of us hugged!
Freeze frame! Roll credits!
It was so crazy. I felt my anger at Alicia slipping away. She was right. She was messed up too, just as bad as me. Maybe she WASN'T a master maniuplator like I had thought.
Um…what you’ve described thus far is her manipulating everything.
Remember, the paranoia. It was real. In that moment I felt close to both women.
Wait…wha?