(Continued from 11:18) Then, there is also the not so very small problem, of me only being lately informed. And the matter of a mutual friend, and his apparent co-conspirator, whom I think should have been more informative, but probably thought that I might have gone walk-about. She was probably right. All together, almost enough to cause a major blue-screen brain-crash. So, I am trying to step outside of myself, and see the comedy in this, instead: “A Mid-Winter’s Solstice Anti-Eotwawki Nightmare”. LOL! (at least, someone could find all of this funny)
Competition? Yes, maybe, but I “iz it”, and “haz it”, which only seems to be compounding all the “silliness” around here. Red shirt? More a hazing, would-be designation by his “friends”, and not by his own requisition, maybe? But, you were half right about the ”living with parents”. He has two little girls, and they do, so he does, part time. But his problems have to do with a “late”, and not an “ex”. I think that the expectations this can cause are even as dangerous. And then, there is the culture clash, a wonderful opportunity to grow, sometimes, but not under this circumstance. I was just called an “unspoiled aristocrat” (the ‘why’, that ‘my parents would love you’), and am trying to take this the way that I “should”, and not the way that I “would have” from my origin. (the modifier, “unspoiled” helps, a little).