Re:Enough is enough

Blakey (BlakeBelladonna92)

to me | 8:12 AM (1 hour ago)

My doctor's pushing me to adopt a "workers sleep schedule" to give myself more life structure and regular sleep, and I got to say: waking up at 7 in the morning for no goddamn reason leaves me feeling fucking livid.

That anecdote aside, I'm in Pioneer Square this time. It's dim still, misty too, and cold, but the red brick steps are as comfy as ever when you've been on a run to regain some sanity. I got a nice view of the courthouse from here and the renovators have a good view of me so I'm not going to kidnapped in the twilight of morning or anything.

I'm trying to be more physically active again, another mental health suggestion. I hadn't realized my muscles had atrophied right along with my initiative. I use to be nearly as fit as you and suddenly I'm heaving by the time I get to downtown. It turns out you can't program your way back to washboard abs. Our high school workout routine might just do the trick. Though this resurrection's lacking Coach Goodwitch's Strength Training gym of hell and the "throw tires at each other and wrestle on the beach" weekend segment.

It's all been... deeply nostalgic. Remember how afterwards, us and the other girls would go to the thai place, get bubble teas and just languish there broken and sweaty every day? How did I survive that, and how come I don't talk to any of them anymore?

Thoughts for another time I suppose.

So it's not exactly random that this email comes a whole day after yours. Well I was in a bitchy mood, and I didn't know how to engineer a response that was both honest and not filled with undue frustration, most of which is totally unjustified.

It's not about picking up a girl on the street and going on adventures with her. Alright maybe like 4% of it is. At first I was a little… concerned about you riding alone, for miles with the "one woman pride parade" but after a glance at that picture…. She's lovely, but how should I put this? She's not your type.

More than that I was so unreasonably annoyed you'd be 10 hours late. My god I've taken naps longer than that and it's been like a year, and ten hours made me so pissed? I'm a sensible girl, I knew you didn't deserve it so instead of replying immediately Velv invited me to Coco's- Actually you've met Velvet's fiance before right? If you haven't she owns a club in the Burnside Triangle (I guarantee you've been to it even if Velv never showed you her wild side.) Anyways I went to Coco's with her and we spent the night dancing and hanging out and I promise I didn't do anything super bad. Some sensual dancing between friends, but if that constituted cheating your primary trait would be two timing. I did do something that went a little too far, and granted I was a little drunk, but Velvet was being a good sister in arms and sending me home soon so it wasn't too bad. At the end of the night I flirted with one girl, I don't even remember her name, to get her to buy me a drink then totally walked right out after I got it. Poor thing, I didn't even realize how bitchy that was until I woke up this morning. Apparently Coco died laughing when the girl was left just in shock watching me strut out with effectively her cocktail and my arm around Velvet. God I feel like I should write her an apology. lol.

(Apparently she does a dry night every first Tuesday of every month for all the sober LGBT folk in town, we should go then even if the door price is a little...much)

All in all, I think we're now officially even. You annoyed me so badly you got me to get out of the house and out with friends. So good work?

Try not to take my frustration personally. In another perspective, it's just a reflection of how badly I want you home with me.

If you're still there, show me around Winnipeg from a thousand miles away. I hope it's beautiful.

And like always, be safe Yang. I love you.

Blake Belladonna

(458) 555-7929

Sent From: Portland Oregon