From my conversation last night with E.S.:
FAUSTUS: Is that a cold sore on your nose?
FAUSTUS: Have you been using cream?
E.S.: Yes, but it hasn’t done anything. It’s probably viral. It’ll just go away on its own.
FAUSTUS: And then I’ll get it.
E.S.: It would only be fair.
E.S.: Actually, if life were fair you’d get like ten of them.
FAUSTUS: If life were fair a lot of things would be very different.
E.S.: If life were fair you would be one giant, festering wound.
FAUSTUS: If life were fair I would be a multi-billionaire lounging around a pool eating bon-bons.
E.S.: As a giant, festering wound.
FAUSTUS: I hate you.
Ain’t love grand?
Do I detect resurgent spirits in these recent entries? Hope so.
So….will the your next post be all about the make-up sex?
I hate to admit it, Herr Doktor, but I was totally waiting for the “… And then we had sex,” bit, too… I hope that, despite your current home situation, all is well. Best wishes, (especially regarding the sex, as it sounds like some Marvin Gaye-style healing might be in order for both you and ES,) and take care!
I think it’s very brave of you to post your wedding vows this far in advance.