Oh, all right, all right. The crux of the conversation was this:
FAUSTUS (pouting manipulatively): That’s okay. If you don’t love me anymore, you don’t have to stop what you’re doing and come cuddle with me.
E.S.: What if I still love you, but slightly less than I used to?
FAUSTUS: That’s it. I’m never having sex with you ever again.
Then we had sex.
There. I hope that wasn’t too revolting.
I have just regained my eyesight.
I don’t know . . . I think perhaps substituting the word “snuggle” would have made it slightly less revolting.
Uncle Zoloft: Thank God. I would hate to be the cause of your permanent blindness, especially with your gorgeous eyes.
David: Oh, my God, you’re totally right. But it’s too late now. Alas.
You haven’t changed a bit. Cuddling isn’t the point at all. Pouting manipulatively is.
Actually, that hit both sides of the coin for me.
Like a bisexual coin david.
Sorry for butting in on this exploration of cuddling, but I’ve just recently discovered Faustus, and have been steadfastly reading each and every undeleated post in chronological order. I just finished August 26,2004. The thing is, just today I was fuming about “Ann” Rand during a brisk walk, read the post about Faustus fuming about “Ann” Rand, and saw a link to what I can only guess was a previous post fuming about “Ann” Rand. I clicked, and can only guess that it was just one more deleted post.
Faustus, don’t taunt me this way. I need to fume about “Ann” Rand.
Mush: Thank you. My faith in myself is restored.
David: I’m so glad I could oblige.
chris: In my case, not really.
tralfaz: None of the posts have been deleted; it’s just taking me a very long time to switch the links from my old blog to the new web site. The link you are referring to is to an entry on June 20, 2002. I promise, if you’re reading from the beginning you’ve gotten everything.
It is just a touch saccharine, just a touch mind you, and certainly not approaching the emetic
~ blush ~ if you think my eyes are something you should see my Prince Effexor’s ~ they change color with his mood.
Must go shower…
Faustus! Grady Hendrix is going to be on MSNBC tonight (the 9th) at 10pm ~ how strange, I wonder if he will be in drag?
So that’s how I should be approaching this whole sex thing…just tell someone I’m not going to have sex with them and then we’re banging like rabbits…god it’s so good to know this stuff….
Has anyone else picked up on the (perhaps unwitting) Morrissey reference in this post? Hmph. Don’t say it’s only me who has…