I can’t forget what you’ve forgotten.

You know when you read something and it feels like the floor has shattered and you’ve been thrown into a new reality because you knew something but just wasn’t able to articulate it before? From one of my best friends:

He has moved on to someone else so quickly because that’s what people do when they don’t want to deal with or examine their role in relationships. They just replace (doesn’t matter with whom, really) so that they are distracted.

I’m considering going to that set building thing for TFO, but it’s already two. I guess I’ll call and see how it’s going anyway. I think I’m going to go for a jog before breakfast. I should write about the stages I go through after I get out of a relationship. Starting to exercise on a regular basis again is usually one of them. I wish I could find a relationship where I still was able to create art and write. I haven’t found one like that yet.

On a more quotidian note, my crazy alcoholic uncle was kicked out of his apartment for some party he had where he basically broke everything in the whole place. He’s been kicked out of eight different apartment complexes in the Carmichael area. He’s been living here for two weeks, and now that my grandma is on her cruise (she left Wednesday), he is trashing the house.

He is like living with a five-year-old. There is shit all over the toilet seat and the bathroom looks like a bomb went off, there are no clean dishes in the kitchen (we have a dishwasher, it’s not like it’s so fucking hard), and he alternates between yelling to himself and watching Everybody Loves Raymond, et al on the TV. I’m praying for Grammie to get back.

So yeah, the set building thing sounds like a wonderful idea.