Taking the piss

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So, I am quite often totally taking the piss here. I’ve long loved this phrase, long before Ed Norton and his sexy Englishness came along. But it’s so apt lately. Oy.

Like with Benecelibate Probablyain’tcummingback. I write a lot of smack. It’s all true. And I’m taking the piss. I know he reads. Shoutout to you darling. It’s the only conversation we’re really having these days. Apart from the errant text. Be still my heart, at the sound of the harp.

And with Ed Norton. I’m still not entirely sure if he likes me likes me, or if I’m just the cum-bucket-du-jour.

I like him. I want to get to know him more. But he’s busy“. Yeah, sure, I get it. But I’d love to have a sign or declaration of intent. But  yikes.  I can’t ask. It doesn’t come up in conversation. And I don’t want to be clingy/weird/naggy/scary. But he also reads, but not consistently. Maybe shoutout to you Ed Naughty Norton? I wrote a bunch about him while he was away on man-job-business and he wasn’t reading. He asked for “the cliff notes” when we hung out last. Uh, no. Read or don’t read. But I do not do cliff notes.

If it’s just a hang out and fuck thing, that’s cool. For now. But I do want to see if it’s maybe more than that. Andy from Weeds wants me all to himself, but he’s being cool and patient while I figure/wait it out. He’s amazing. It’d be so easy if I wanted him so much I said sod off Ed Norton. But I don’t want to. And I don’t have to.


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