You see, miss M is miss M and G is G.

I just had a little conversation with G tonight. I was a bit surprised that he brought up this conversation about us and what we're about. I've been seeing him regularly for the past almost 5 months now. I guess it kinda freaked him up that he thinks that I think that things are getting serious. Ah men and their HUGE ego and confidence. Anyway, it's all cleared now, "Yup, G is G, and miss M is miss M.". Sad but true, and strangely enlightening.

Life goes on and still good.