fatvegan

I'm a bit jealous of girlfriends and boyfriends and husbands and wives who have gambling addictions and the like. You must have to love someone so much to stay with them even when they're stealing you're stuff to pay debts and forgetting to pick up the kids. You can say it only happens in unhealthy relationships - that you'd only stay if you were insecure - but I don't think it's that straight-forward. I think that sensible un-messed-up people stay and fall in love with all sorts of silly folk. Silliness is always a matter of degree. Maybe that's why people like Leaving Las Vegas. They must really haved liked each other a lot to stay. Which makes it all the more romantic. Hmm. I don't remember it being romantic.

We're going to Hardy's Bay. I don't really want to. At least I'll get to go for a swim.

Update: It started storming. So we didn't swim. But we pulled up a lot of carpet.