Because I Said I Wanted Excitement.

But by excitement I did not mean I wanted to feel like vomiting. Which is what I felt like this morning when I opened an email regarding a meeting I am supposed to attend tomorrow and saw, on the distribution list, Rolly Chair Boy. And, not only his name, but also that of The Hooker. Great.

I don’t want to see either one of them separately, much less together (and this is assuming that they are still together). Even if they’re not…being in the same room as they are is not going to be fun. At all. But it won’t be ugly, because I Am Better Than That. I will be Pleasant. I will look Hot (though not in an obvious way). I will give the Obligatory Nod and/or Smile from across the room. Perhaps I will even say hi. Because I am better than they. And I don’t have grossness coursing through my veins.

He is pseudo boyfriend thrice removed. Why is this even bothering me?